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Being Recognized

Did you ever stop to thing, “Am I recognized?” I just asked myself that the other day while driving in to work. I realized that there are certain cars that I see every day on my route to work and then others when I go a different route home. It made me think, “Do they recognize me, like I recognize them?” Some I have names for, others I do not. It’s the same when we go to the same restaurant over and over. The waiter, waitress, or hostess will look up, see us and smile. That makes me feel good. What can you do to recognize others? Reach out, if you can. Personalize that visit. Wave, if nothing else.

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