How does one show gratitude for a profoundly selfless, life-giving choice, to a person or persons they’ve never known, and can never know?
And if we could say thanks, even, what more could we say than thanks, without imposing on someone whose character reveals no want or need for recognition?
Maybe it is, that great sacrifice is quietly rewarded as it hibernates in its beneficiary; that it waits in hearts; that it is perpetuative.
Ray's Mom said:
Thinking on that one. Thanks is rather empty, I was instructed as a child that thank you letters should always include a brief discription of the reason for the thank you. Of course that was a long time ago in a world where people also said hello, and how are you and mean it.
With this little piece, I’m reminded of people who have done truly noble things for the good of my family, such that I cannot fathom. Absent the ability to express gratitude on that level (or at all), I’m positing that thankfulness waits in us for the opportunity to truly express itself, by giving aid to another. Then, it’s a question of my own character, whether I’ve missed chances to help, or if I’ll make that difficult choice when it comes to me, to prove gratitude. Generally, do I and can I live up to that which has been done for me.
In this case as you say, the nicety of saying thanks IS rather empty, even if it’s heartfelt and descriptive.
I think that world you speak of still exists; only it’s smaller, and it’s in the shadow of something much larger and entirely different.
Thanks… for visiting, reading, and sharing your thoughts. :]