Sometimes you look back in life and realize you really should thank your mother. When I was growing up, gratitude was expected by my mom. If I received a gift from someone, a thank you card was a must. And not just, “Thanks for the <insert gift here> “note. I mean a heartfelt letter explaining how thankful I was, and how I planned to use that gift. If someone did something nice for me, I was required to thank them wholeheartedly. On the occasions that it didn’t seem sincere enough, I would repeat until my mother was satisfied. It became …
