Growing up, my parents always made certain that I wrote (no matter how short or childish) thank you notes for every gift that I received – from Christmas tree ornaments to gifts of cash to simply gifts of time – every one of these would receive a carefully written thank you from me.
As I grew older, my parents ceased to pressure and remind me to do these little things, but it is something I still find important and a huge part of proper decorum. Recently, catching up on one of my favorite blogs (which I have not read for quite some time due to being without a computer – see previous entry), I came across this entry on practicing gratitude and it perfectly illustrates my own feelings on the matter. It reminded me again of my own childhood and the lessons therein which is always a good thing of which to be reminded, at least in my mind.
