Who doesn’t want to know that we notice them and value them? And who might respond to us better when they feel that they matter? It probably cannot be overstated – it matters…that people matter.

When my mother died and left me all alone, I began to realize that some things, like being loved, were more important than one’s image, money, and accomplishments.

Irony of “importance”: Those who deserve, don’t get it; Those who don’t, get it in abundance by you.