I have been thinking lately about how people are treated. In a general sense, yes… but I’ve been thinking more about those one-on-one interactions. And to be completely honest (and maybe far too self-involved), I’ve been thinking about myself.
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There are millions of people in the world. It’s easy to feel insignificant. It’s easy to feel like you don’t matter. Trust me, I know how easy it is. Am I someone? Do I have a purpose? Am I truly special to anyone? These questions weigh on me. And they’re always followed by… Does what I do matter to anyone?
Do you ever think this? Is it just me?
The truth is… your every action… your every interaction… your every word… matters to someone.
You may not see it. You may not feel it. But someone does. I promise. What you say, what you do, how you treat someone… it matters. Just because you don’t know it, that doesn’t mean someone isn’t there listening… and being affected by your actions… your words.
However minimal and meaningless the little things may seem, they might make someone’s day.
Or break someone’s day.
I’d love to believe I’ve never done the latter, but I probably have. That’s the thing. We don’t always know.
We make people feel things every single day whether we realize it or not. Don’t think that just because we are individual little specks in a much larger picture that what you say or do doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. It does. Likely, far more than you know.
Maybe these little things shouldn’t make or break us… but they can. I’m proof of that.
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The kindest, sweetest little gesture can mean everything to someone. [And the harsh gestures, too… but I’m ignoring the bad side for now. Yes… a first for me!] Whether it should or shouldn’t… that tiny thing can mean the world to the object of your action(s). And it can mean everything to you, too… because anyone could be taken away in an instant. It may not even be someone you thought you’d miss when that someone is gone… but maybe you will. And maybe you’ll be left smiling instead of crying because of one tiny seemingly insignificant act. It mattered. That someone mattered. And I bet you mattered to them, too.
So do that sweet thing. Say those kind words. Because it matters to someone. And because you matter. And question those harsh words. Because they matter to someone, too… because you matter.
Yes, sometimes we feel insignificant… like no one knows we’re there. I know how that feels… I know it so well it calls me by name. But somewhere inside, I have to believe that it’s not true.
Even I am significant in someone’s life. Even I matter to someone.
And so do you.
Even my words and actions matter to someone.
And so do yours.
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