Today I realized something: I’d forgotten to tell a friend “thank you” when she’d done something very nice for me. This seemingly little thing niggled at me because I also realized it wasn’t the first time. It seems that I’ve become quite lazy in my old age when it comes to proper manners and offering gratitude to those around me. Put another way, I’m beginning to take those closest to me for granted.
Why is this such a scary thing for me? Because I understand loss. I understand that deep hole that gets carved into you when you lose someone you love and worst still I understand the regret of not having appreciated every moment you had with that person. So, yep, I’m bothered by my current trend.
Now that I’ve made this assessment, I need to work on making sure I don’t slip back into this distasteful habit. (A part of me wonders why I slipped into this habit in the first place. Maybe if I could find the answer to that I’ll be less inclined to let it happen again.)