I have a lot of words. You know it, we all know it–I have a lot of words. I say a lot of words, I read a lot of words.
Last week the girls were reading something and it included the word dolt. They were stuck. I piped up and said, “oh that is an old word used to mean someone is an idiot or not very smart.” They were impressed, so I thought, “hey–I should use this as a teachable moment. “Girls, how do you think you go about learning all those words?” They chimed, “You Mommy, we go to you to learn new words.” Not what I was going for. Yes, they learn a lot of words from me–some good, some bad, but the teacher in me was trying to get them to say, “by reading. We learn words by reading.
Unfortunately, no matter how much we read or how many words we know, sometimes our words will fall short.
I feel things very, very deeply. If you are someone I admire or that I feel a connection with, I feel it very deeply. I don’t give those feelings easily or lightly and I want those people to know how much they mean or how valuable they are.
And words fail me.
I try to send little gifts or random texts to let them know they are being thought of, that they are important, and that they are valued.
Problem is, I don’t think that message always gets across; I think I end up coming across as desperate or needy and the thing is, I’m not. Yes, I have those times, for the most part, I am ok. I just want the people in my life to know they are valued in my eyes and more importantly, valued in the eyes of God.
We all need to know that.
Survive til you Thrive!
