After spring tricked us, pretending to come and then quickly leaving, I was out on the streets on a cold and misty morning. A man with a bouquet of mimosas passed by me. What a wonderful way to brighten up someone’s morning, I thought!
I smiled. I’ve always loved surprises. And I’ve always been amazed by those who spend their time and energy to surprise someone. I’ve been lucky to grow up in a family that tried to make life more beautiful with small gestures and attentiveness. I try to practice what I learned, to not sacrifice those lessons to the speed of time or to the chaos of life. Yes, I am that person who still writes actual letters to people who live in the same city as me.
I thought about the importance of surprise in our lives. There is the giving and receiving of it. I thought about how wonderful it is to be on either side. How the beauty of the unexpected can take the monotony out of life. In that moment, whether we are on the giving or receiving end, we focus on that miraculous moment. I thought about the effort we put into creating those moments. Whether our busy lives win over or not. Surprises are our way of showing the people we love that we love them. Sometimes it’s huge plans and at other times it’s just momentary gestures. But they are all made of thoughtfulness, affection and care.
One of the best ways to make sure life or relationships don’t fall victim to time or predictability is by making surprises. It’s worth all our efforts to see that spark in the eyes of those that we love. Let’s think about this once again tomorrow when we wake up.