Be Remarkable

Be remarkable, yes indeed. That’s the theme I offered this week in my ongoing kindness class. Then I found this picture of Ella from 1999. She’s two years-old, and pretty darn remarkable. She had been doing some painting, watercolors as I recall, and then used her brushes and the dirty water to paint/dye her hands and forearms. She’s wearing a PSCS t-shirt, also stained from the painting. But if you were to ask Melinda, you want to know the most remarkable thing about Ella in this picture?

Yes, it’s her shoes. Saddle shoes. And fine looking saddle shoes, they are.

In terms of being remarkable, the idea is to do the small things in a way that will have someone with whom you come in contact want to talk about you around his dinner table. So go on now. Talk about Ella.

Today’s Prompt: Who did you see today that was remarkable?

2 thoughts on “Be Remarkable

  1. I observed my husband in action yesterday (now it is Valentine’s Day already). I have mixed feelings about my somewhat newly gregareous skier husband in action. He has never met a stranger on the mountain. Yesterday he talked all the way up the lift with the man who got on with us.

    Tommy gave him the latest on Murdock Bowl and that it was not open yet, but there was hope for later in the day… the conversation went on and on. He knows all the lifties by name and state (of course it is on their badges). I look at this newly developed aspect of his personality (he was a bit of a Scrooge in the past with stangers) and realize that he is in love with snowboarding. He loves being able to board the most difficult off piste runs, loves to hike to the tops of the summits without lifts and his love of skiing encompasses anyone who is on the mountain with him.

    He MUST be making an impression on the workers, patrollers, and other skiers with whom he shares his enthusiam, at the age of 69, almost 25 years on a snowboard. It is a remarkable thing to observe!

    Although there are times when my old inner self who often is not fully awake and functioning until 10 am would rather ride up the lift in peace and quiet!

    1. Great story! And I see the “remarkableness” in Tommy, as you tell the story, and in you, both for telling it here and in recognizing its significance. Thanks, Linda!

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