My son made my bed for me today while I was in the shower. It was a simple gesture, a fairly easy task, but it made me feel special. It made me feel loved.
Many times it's the little things, the seemingly insignificant acts that brighten our day the most, that lift us up.
Can we learn from a seven year old? Can we learn to think of others, to do something small, something simple in order to help someone else feel special, feel loved?