When I was in grade school a friend of mine used to get a personal note from his mother inside his lunch every day. We of course made fun of him because we are guys… and that is what guys do. Deep down though I was jealous and I am sure some of my other friends were as well. It never occurred to me once what kind of dedication and love it takes to write a note each morning. I didn’t realize what it meant until I became a father myself.
It is amazing what lessons we take from childhood. Sometimes we internalize those memories and they reappear later in life. That is what happened to me when I had kids and I started writing notes to put into their lunch boxes. I tried to make this a habit once before and because they couldn’t read yet (who would have thought that would be a requirement for this to work) it wasn’t noticed and I stopped leaving them. It wasn’t until recently that I decided to give it another try.
It is the small things in life that matter the most because those small things can be a huge deal. Love seems like a small thing, but when you add dedication to that love it can take on a whole new meaning. I love the thought of them reading my notes and I’ll continue to leave them whenever I remember. It is my reminder to my girls that I am thinking of them even in the middle of the day when I am away. They are always on my mind and sometimes all they need is a small little note to remind them that I love them still.