When was the last time somebody packed a lunch for you? You know- like when you were a kid. If you were fortunate enough to have a parent that made the time to pack your lunch you can relate. It’s a good feeling to have your mom or dad hand you a lunch bag. You know that you’re taken care of.
The other day my daughter made me feel like the most important person in the world. And she’s 6.
Generally school drop off is handled by Carter’s nanny Ani, however, she was on vacation so I had filled in to be the driver.
We were getting ready to head out the door and she hands me a Kroger bag, telling me that I don’t have to worry about getting lunch today because “I made your lunch for you”.
She did an amazing job. Probably better than I do on a normal day making her lunch (I need to exercise more intention in this area). She had chosen to give me pita chips, an apple, blackberries, a yogurt, and lemon Oreos for dessert. Everything but the peanut butter and yogurt were neatly placed in appropriately sized zip bags. The cookie bag had “Eat the rest first” scribbled on it in sharpie. And I could tell she did it before she put the cookies in it.
Oh yea- and the best part was the note she included in it. Two of them, actually. The first read “hope you love the lunch I made you. Love Carter”. “Have a great day” was scribed into the second.
For me, this is an example of the wonderful people both Carter and I have in our lives. I’ve said before that people are a product of their environment and that we don’t know what we don’t know. This display of kindness by Carter was modeled by her mom. She is so good about putting notes in Carters lunch and, let’s be real, everyone loves getting fun cards and handwritten notes. I’m humbled to know the caliber of people myself and my daughter have in our lives. I’m encouraged and hopeful both that we have cultivated a foundation of compassion in this tiny human and that these traits can be learned by anyone.
I’m so grateful.