Yesterday morning at breakfast I issued a kindness challenge to my people.
I read it on a Random Acts of Kindness Instagram post and it went like this:
“Share gratitude with someone who has made you a better person.”
Then I promptly forgot about it.
Last night, my husband mumbled as we nodded off.
“You’re my person.”
Bone tired, I mumbled back, “What?”
He said, “You’re my person who makes me a better person.”
And I could not believe I had forgotten about the whole thing! But I was not surprised he remembered.
He’s my person too. He makes me better and so does our crazy, sweet, challenging, unconventional family.
I’m grateful for them all.
