Day 11. Something people always seem to compliment you on.
I think I would have to say my smile. Or my ability to smile through the tough times lately.
My orthopedic surgeon, who has done 11 surgical procedures on my one hip, says I am the bravest person he knows, that I am always smiling despite all the bad news/pain/suffering etc.
My nurses and aides at the hospital and nursing home were always amazed that I kept smiling throughout the day and through rehab etc. They were always happy to come help me as a result. In fact, a few of them would come have their lunch break with me, so it was nice to have someone to talk to! Oh, and having HBO on my laptop drew everyone to my room on Game of Thrones nights!
Many of my friends think I am a smiley person. I always try to have a good time. Of course, I’m sure I have just as many friends that think I am smiling maniacally, like a crazy person.
The greeter and the cashiers at the Walmart always like to chat with me, because they say I am always smiling and say nice things. They are used to grumpy people, or rude people.
My teachers and class mates at the Y where I swim say I am always smiling and singing and dancing and that I make sure to talk to EVERYONE, not just a special few. This is social hour for many of the seniors that attend, and I try to bring them out of their shell. They always ask me to plan the parties. Once again, just like in college, I am the Social Chairman, lol.
Now trust me, I have not always been smiley person all the time. I have gone through several pretty dark times in my past where all I did was cry for a year. Seriously. So no, I did not smile then. But, with time, my smile came back.
A smile goes a long way my friend. It is just as easy to smile and be nice to people as to be mean and rude. I think I get better service or smiles in return. And nowadays, that means a lot to me.