A while ago, Justin and I invented a ranking system for thoughtfulness. One star is doing something that someone asked you to do, even if you have to go a little bit out of your way. (Like when Justin texted me asking for grape gatorade when I was already at the checkout counter, and I left my spot in line and went back for it.) Two stars is doing something for someone that they didn’t ask for, but you knew they needed you to do. (Like when Justin sees that all of Jacob’s bottles are dirty and washes them before I can get to them.) Three stars is doing something for someone that they didn’t even know they needed.
Yesterday being Memorial Day, I went out shopping and grabbed a purse that I don’t use very often because it doesn’t function very well as a diaper bag. Inside, I found this:
This was written on the back of a receipt for a dinner Justin and I had while Jacob was in the NICU. It was the first time we had eaten a meal together in several days. Jacob’s Mamaw and Papaw had come to sit with him and insisted we get out. We had a good rapport with our server, and we told her about our little boy. At the end of the meal, we found that she had left us these words of encouragement. Three star thoughtfulness.
I am beginning to notice a theme throughout my blog, which is this: There are a lot of wonderful people in the world, and I am fortunate to have connected with many of them in my almost-thirty years, yet somehow I didn’t really notice until Jacob came along.