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Perfect Moment Monday: On Time


Someone phoned up my Dad to appreciate the fact that he had received my bro's wedding invite in the mail so much in advance. My dad's instantaneous response was that the credit went to Elsie, for she had been taking care of the invites.

Receiving unexpected appreciation made me happy. How perfect.


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  1. Delenn28 November 2011 at 17:24

    That does sound perfect--the fact that it was instant and spontaneous makes it so! Glad someone acknowledged your efforts.

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  2. Kate28 November 2011 at 17:46

    It is always so nice to be appreciated! Yay!

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  3. Lori Lavender Luz28 November 2011 at 23:49

    Love it, Elsie. You rock, and I'm glad your dad and the invitee know it!

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  4. Anonymous29 November 2011 at 02:09

    I love dads' honesty. I really do, I find it very touching.
    I am happy your efforts were acknowledged and appreciated. It is as it should be. :-)

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  5. Searching29 November 2011 at 03:53

    Always a nice little pick-me-up! :)

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  6. Esperanza29 November 2011 at 04:04

    Unexpected appreciating is a wonderful thing.

    Thanks for sharing.

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  7. areyoukiddingme29 November 2011 at 05:58

    Credit for running a background operation? That's almost unheard of! That is a perfect moment...

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  8. Kristin29 November 2011 at 09:10

    So glad that appreciation was so generously given.

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  9. Kathy29 November 2011 at 09:25

    Very nice! I agree with areyoukiddingme, those of us who do a lot of behind the scenes things for our families rarely get much credit, so that is really awesome that your dad gave you the kudos to the caller! Thank you for sharing. I hope you have a wonderful week with many more perfect moments! :)

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