Ok. I’ll admit it. I’m a bit of a sentimental old git. It was my parents 50th Wedding Anniversary on Saturday and I found myself putting pen to paper. I didn’t know what I was going to write but I started to write nonetheless.
Here’s the surprising thing. I thought I was going to write a letter telling them how much I loved them and how grateful we were for everything they’d done for us etc etc…..but what emerged was a poem.
Yes! A poem!
Where the heck did that come from?
I ended up writing a 10 verse poem!
And here’s what I learned from the experience:
1. I learned that I actually really enjoyed writing it. They say that everyone has a gift inside them waiting to be found. Perhaps I’m going to be Scotland’s next Rabbie Burns?!
2. When I read the poem out to my folks we all got emotional and my folks loved it. 1 hour of my life and 366 heartfelt words was all it took to make them happy not just on their anniversary but everytime they look at the poem on their wall and recount the story to all of their chums.
Just another reminder that it’s the little, more personalised things that have by far the biggest impact.
Off to polish my halo now.