She's watching me, listening. Every step, every word. Waiting to see how I respond. Ready to take her queue, ready to imitate my every word, every action.
What does she hear? Does she hear her mommy giving thanks? Does she hear me speaking words of love, life, gratitude, appreciation? More importantly, does she see it? Do my actions reflect my thanks, my attitude of gratitude? Am I showing her how to be grateful? Am I teaching her one of the most important lessons of life?
More than words thrown around in November. More than a catch phrase on a Hallmark card. I'm talking about gratitude that runs through your veins, changes your vision, creates your perspective. Does she know what it looks like? sounds like? feels like? To be grateful.
Kids, they see through everything. They may not know the definition of sincerity but they can smell it from a mile away. I can talk about it, write post after post about it, but really she is my measuring stick, my litmus test. Ultimately, her ability to be grateful will be the purest reflection of my own.