You know how you can be walking hurriedly down a sidewalk, head down, determinedly focused on getting to point B -- when as you step over a crack in the sidewalk, you notice the beauty of a small daisy growing through the cracks in the cement. It makes you stop, smile and appreciate the little wonders of life.
On an otherwise fast-paced week where I didn't stop til 1 or 2am, I was 60 hours in and looking for an old email. I kept scrolling down through the 300 or so in my inbox until I found it. But I found something else. Lodged next to that email, I found another one. I had never seen it when it arrived in my inbox nearly 2 weeks ago. I understand why. It came when I was miserably sick with the flu. In the fog of head congestion, it got lost in a blur.
Today, clear but tired eyes bounced through the words. They were penned by a client, a CEO,
"Many thanks to you for the fabulous Harry & David 'indulgences', which arrived by hand this morning. I feel very fortunate to be professionally associated with you, in large part because of the energy, passion and extreme competence that you inject into our relationship. I look forward to a long and continuous association with you. Hope that you and yours have a very happy and safe holiday!"
At the end of a long week that had me juggling several clients in 60 hours, I was weary. His note buoyed me tremendously. Perhaps I was meant to read it now--not when it was sent--in a moment like this. It was a reward unexpected and delightful. Like a daisy through the cracks ...