Something to remember for Thanksgiving by Mary Schmich

I believe that the writer wants her audience to feel inspired and grateful for all we have been given. I definitely felt that. Growing up in such a wonderful home, neighborhood, and family, I never realized how few times I actually thanked my parents for simply putting a roof over my head. When Mary uses the line "no matter how little think you've gotten, you may understand later that it was huge." This makes me want to run to my parents and thank them for all the little things they have given me that I now understand to be huge.
 
The author most wants the readers to remember that we need to be grateful and hopeful. We are never completely and totally hopeless, there is also someone looking out for us even if we don't realize it. We never seem to be grateful enough for the things people give up for us. The money her father gave her for ice cream could've been used for a house payment or car payment, but he chose to work the extra hours to satisfy the ones he loves. We don't understand how great that act of kindness is.
 
The purpose of this column is to remind us and inform us of the love still in the world. A line that directly says this to me is "no matter how little you think you have, there is always enough to give some away." I believe she is also encouraging us to be generous and caring towards others. She hopes that we can share the love that we have received.
 
Wow. The line: "I was scurrying away, elated and mystified, afraid the ice cream man would escape before this miracle came to fruition, when he spoke again." All those words, scurrying instead of hurrying, elated and mystified instead of happy and shocked, and escape instead of left. Her diction choices amaze me and inspire me which I view as the whole point of the piece. Her syntax techniques are most prevalent in her dialogue with her father. His lack of words but mysteriously deep meaning show the theme that the little things done through love can mean the most.

This column makes our society a better place. Today, there is not enough love in the world. There is not enough care about the feelings of others. She writes this column to bring the hope of a peaceful world back to us, if only we could love one another. This column has touched me and hopefully others, making me more grateful for small acts of kindness that go long ways. Lauren Hill recently passed away but I believe she created more acts of kindness than anyone, raising money for people with her problem, even though the money wouldn't be able to benefit her. Every dollar that was donated could help save another person. Her kindness and willingness to share her story inspires ton of people all over the world.