I was at the grocery store. Just me, Lincoln, and Annie. I was waiting for the deli-lady to slice my ham for me (sliced thin, not shaved). Thirty feet away was a display of apple juice. I asked to kids to grab 3 bottles of juice. They did, however cumbersome it may have appeared, and we laughed together. I was completely taken by surprise when the sweetest woman, mid-50's, approached me and said, "You are a good mother." All I could say was, "Gosh...thanks."
"Gosh...thanks." I was humbled and grateful...and it got me thinking. That changed my whole day. She reminded me that I really try, however unsuccessful at times, to be a good mother. We all do. Good mothers, good people, good friends, etc. More or less, we all are trying our best MOST of the time.
I'm going to praise more. I'm going to look for opportunities to tell someone they're a good mother, or a good whatever, because we all need to be reminded that we're trying our best to be good. What a difference we can make in such a simple way.
So, to that sweet lady at the store, thank you.