My oldest daughter was reduced to tears by a breakfast food yesterday.
Maybe I should give a little back story! 🙂
The eldest child turned 22 yesterday. Still not sure how that’s possible since I am definitely not old enough to have a 22 year old. I mean I’m only . . . wait . . . never mind. Now where was I?
Oh yeah. Crying over a baked good.
We were on a vacation earlier this month and my eldest child was talking to her paternal grandfather and said, “My birthday is in two weeks. You should send me some Louie’s nut rolls.”
Louie’s nut rolls. These are a breakfast delicacy held in great reverence by my husband. He grew up in a small town in Michigan where these wonderful treats are made and each time we go back to our home state to visit family that live near where hubby grew up, he finds time to make a trip out and buy several to share! I think they are pretty tasty but I’m not NEARLY as crazy about them as my hubby, my oldest child, my nephew . . . you get the idea.
A package arrived yesterday for the birthday girl. She opened it and there, in the box, were Louie’s nut rolls. Her grandpa remembered. And he touched the heart of a 22 year old young woman in a powerful way. It didn’t cost him much. He didn’t have to risk his life to get them for her. But he remembered and he acted on her request.
This particular grandparent does not have a reputation for being the “sappy, sentimental” type. No one would ever accuse him of being free with emotional expression. But he obviously has a soft spot for his grandkids! The fact that he took her request – which she admits was more of a joke than anything – and acted on it touched her simply because he’s not known for this type of thing. In her words, “Grandpa remembered. Of all people, he remembered!”
I know this isn’t a huge revelation for most of us. But I needed this reminder that sometimes the simplest gesture can speak love powerfully to those around us. Sometimes all it takes to make someone feel valued is a nutroll.