The Power of a Thank You

I just spent an hour online this afternoon, trying to find a Winnie the Pooh thank you note.

You see, a while back, a friend (okay, it was Debra Mayhew) sent me a thank you note and I loved that thank you. I loved what it said on the outside as well as the inside. Here’s the note:


I remembered it well, but I thought it was a note card, when in fact, it was an actual thank you card. Which might account for the fact that I couldn’t find it online. Also, Debra sent me that card in 2011.

THREE years ago.

I can barely remember three hours ago, and yet I remembered that card after three years. And I finally remembered that I’d stashed it into a slot in my desk.

In the end, I ordered thank you notes that would tie in to the theme of my blog. They’re fine thank you notes, and I hope they’ll get here soon. I have a couple people I need to thank and an email just won’t do

Especially after the lesson I learned today: It truly is the thought that counts.

Friday’s Fun Find: Thank You Notes

ImageThey’re little things–thank you notes–but they can sure make a body feel good.

I opened my mail to find this seriously cute Santa thank you note from Lynn (Her story’s in Fifty Shades of Santa) and I had to smile. I mean, who doesn’t like Christmas in March?

And then I read Luke’s thank you note (I’d picked up an Uncle John’s Bathroom Reader for a quarter and passed it along to Debra’s son. He’s a huge fan of the series.) First, he called me, “Miss Cathy” which, I am not gonna lie, takes me back to much younger days when the little Brownies called me “Miss Cathy.” And secondly, he wrote that he was “spurting random facts to friends and family.” Come on, now. You have to smile at that.

Thank you notes. Little things, I know. But isn’t it fun to get one?