Friday, August 9, 2019
It is true. I am a noticer. The one that notices more than I sometimes care to admit.
I notice when a smile doesn't quite reach someone's eyes.
I notice when a smile is shared only because one was offered.
I notice when someone lets go first when I hug them.
I notice when I am the one that always initiates text messages.
I notice when someone is no longer included in group invitations to participate in activities.
I notice when friendships have played their course and one friend is still holding on for dear life.
I notice when someone hates their job, but sticks with it as the burden of supporting their family is a driving force.
I notice when children are lonely and wish for more friends and a listening ear.
I notice when I wear out my friends with conversation.
I notice when I have hurt my daughter yet again when disciplining her and my words have been too harsh.
I notice how my husband easily collapses into the comfort of my arms when he returns from another endless challenging day at work.
I notice the joy that others take when they are gifted with the company of my son.
I notice the light that now has gone dim in the eyes of someone who has given up on their goal or their dreams.
I notice the joy of someone who has realized they are not alone.
I notice the turmoil in a person's heart when they discover their marriage isn't a marriage any longer.
I notice the love exchanged in just a look.
I notice the excitement of parents who have children returning to school very soon.
I notice the dread on children's faces when they realize school starts in just a few short weeks.
I notice the happiness that washes over someone when they are finally included.
I am the noticer. The one that notices more than I sometimes care to admit.
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