I am a mother, working now to exceed my children's expectations. My tired son wanted pancakes for dinner, so I did that as he napped. Fudge syrup and whipped cream. Exceeded his expectations. Then he exceeded mine, using the rest of the batter for large, grilled-in-a-bit-of-oil pancakes: crunchy on the outside, fluffy inside.
They were out of my own batter (when mine where bite-size and a bit dry--hence whipped cream!) and taught me it's not what you have; it's how you use it!
I can use my talents to make a difference to those nearest me, and this week will do it without expecting anything back. I know mothers tend not to be thanked daily, but we all tend not to be thanked.
(I thanked my starfish for the restaurant-quality pancakes he shared with siblings!)
It feels so amazing to be acknowledged as a difference-maker. The one you help may help you back unexpectedly. (Or not.)
I thank you for your difference! And I challenge you to make a habit out of that difference-making-for-one-person.
