Today one of my co-workers whom I also consider a friend celebrated her 65th birthday. One of Joyce's friend's decided to invite her friends to have cake and ice-cream, unbeknowst to Joyce. I went down to the conference room and everyone filed in. We waited 10 minutes for the birthday girl.
She was shocked to say the least, you could see the surprise on Joyce's face. She later said, when she saw all the people gathered together her knees went weak. Joyce made a speech that touched my heart. She said sometimes we don't get that type of appreciation from family, and how good it made her feel to know that someone cared.
A couple of the female's got teary eyed, while one of the two men present, (I believe one was Joyce's manager) had jokes.
I knew what Joyce meant, and it is wonderful to be appreciated and know that someone cares. I met a young woman last week at my doctor's office and she mentioned her mother had passed in May, after a valiant fight against lung cancer. She and other family members had a birthday party for her mother, three weeks before her death.
The event the young lady, Keisha described sounded simply awesome. Keisha said it was like they had a funeral for her mother while she was still living. Relatives and friends bought flowers, and gave testimonies of how Keisha's mother had touched their lives.
To sum up Joyce and Keisha's Mom's experiences, sometimes it's the little things, that mean the most in life as well as the satisfaction of knowing someone cares.
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