One of the most amazing things I have seen was a professional baseball player catch a fast ball thrown to them bare handed, with their off hand, and seen out of the corner of their eye as they were giving an interview. If the guy hadn't caught the ball, it would have smacked right into the reporter's head. But there he was, catching it and then tossing it away to the next player like it was no big deal. It was really cool. All I could think was his hand must have stung after catching that ball. I know mine would have.
Life is full of odd little things like that. I kinda wish that more people would notice these minor wonders and celebrate them. I think the world would be a happier place then. I know that the people we appreciate for doing these things would respond like my Beloved does when I thank him for doing something: what? I'm just a dude doing a thing. You're welcome?
My sons are shaping up to have the same attitude as their father. I thank them for doing stuff or going out of their way to help out. Most of the time they say 'don't mention it' in an abashed tone. I know that they're great guys. I try to make a point of expressing my appreciation for all that they do. But all three of them tend to be confused when I do it and at times get a little annoyed with me for it. It's a silly little dynamic in my household, but I love them for it. Even if they get annoyed with me.
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