When there’s no occasion

thank you

It was a Thursday in downtown, around 5:22pm. I was tiptoeing through the melting snow, immersed in some gorgeous tune courtesy of my teeny headphones – just another cog in the hustle and bustle machine.

Then, I stopped.

I saw this eyesore nestled against the gallant architecture, a neon sign that said “thank you”. Seagulls sprinkled the vastness above like tasteful glitter – annoying, but somehow lovely.

We give thanks in such a lackluster manner – exchanging money and goods, and sometimes sincere compliments.

When I saw this sign, I thought about how little I say it, and how little I mean it.

So, I wanted to take a moment to thank all of you…when there’s no occasion.

Today I’m not thanking you for buying one of my books, which are thousands of words that may or may not make sense. Today I’m not thanking you for liking one of my blog posts, which are hundreds of words that may or not make sense.

Today I’m thanking you because I am grateful that anyone would take the time to pause…to see a common bird in the endless sky, to see the everyday as something – anything at all.

Thank you for being there.

16 thoughts on “When there’s no occasion

  1. Pookie says:

    I agree with everything except for stopping! 😉 I sent you a text that encapsulates this message in a different way, but thank you and thank you for your slice on the blogosphere! 🙂

  2. 4amWriter says:

    Lovely gesture, Britt. The other day the sky was this unusual shade of orangey-pink, and I pointed it out to my son. He said, “Wow! That’s a beautiful sky.” And he really meant it, I could hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes, how he appreciated that brief moment. It’s always worth to stop, just for a second, and look. We always will find something incredible.

    And thank you, too!

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