I don't know why I blurt things out to strangers, but I do. It's the Italian "frankness" in me - it can easily get loose. I was grocery shopping in Graul's Market around Christmas, and noticed a cute elderly man steering his cart my way.

As he passed by, I blurted out, "You're so cute!" (Well, he was! I couldn't help myself - why shouldn't I tell him? I could tell he was a very good-looking younger man.)

He replied, "Well, thank you! I do not hear that much. Thank you very much."

We chatted a few more lines of friendliness ... and our carts rolled on.

What a treasure. I just wanted to hug him.

Snippeteers, tell people what nice things you are thinking as you notice them. Stranger or acquaintance. Maybe they haven't heard a compliment for a while - or at all.

Make their day.

We've all heard someone tell us that before, "You've made my day!" Isn't that simply splendid to hear? (It actually makes MY day when I hear it.)

Some days, I text a friend or cousin who is focusing with such terrific care on a loved one, "In case anyone hasn't told you today, you are a great daughter." (or sister, wife, aunt, etc.) Probably no one HAS told them that on that day, so I may as well be the first, eh?

I guess the high school cheerleader in me has never abated, because I do like to cheer people.

People need cheering. They certainly do. Cheering on ... cheering up ... cheering praises ... cheers in general! A shout of encouragement, approval, congratulations ... words that give joy or gladness, encouragement or comfort.

So get out your pom-poms and do some rah-rah'ing! Cheering on others is easy, fun, and rewarding.

Snippeteers, Remember to include your TOWN & STATE when you backtalk ... even if you think I know it already!

"So perfect. You really hit the nail on the head. We stress ourselves out doing everything and each year I promise myself not to do it again."

~ Judy R in Ohio

"I support your shoe shopping! I was also a shoe girl when I was younger and worked in NYC. Unfortunately, now my feet can’t wear those beautiful styles because of rheumatoid arthritis. So enjoy your fabulous leopard print beauties and don’t feel bad."

~ Paula C. from NJ shore

"Dear Suzanna, you’re our Seinfeld, Dear Abby and Mother Teresa all in one. Thank you for the humor, honesty and love you bring to us every other week!"

~ Linda in Maryland

FOR aging, ailing moms Miss Mary ... Miss Hildegard ... Miss Sis ... Miss Jane - and FOR a smooth adjustment to Assisted Living for Hildegard and Jane ... and FOR their devoted daughters tending to these lovely mammas

FOR continued prayers for special needs Billy re-hospitalized after heart failure

FOR the soul of sweet Luz Martinez and FOR all the Martinezes with broken hearts on losing their mamma, wife, mom-in-law

FOR Margaret, Diana and Chris on their cancer journeys and return to health

FOR snippeteer Cindi as she and her siblings celebrate the life of their brother, Joey, this weekend

Dear Granddaughter,

The other day at the local Christian book store, I saw a "Honk if you love Jesus" bumper sticker. Since I was feeling particularly sassy that day, I bought it and stuck it on my car. Boy, am I glad I did - what an uplifting experience that followed!

I was stopped at a red light lost in thought about the Lord and how good He is, and didn't notice the light had changed. It's a good thing someone else loves Jesus, too, because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed the green light!

I found that lots of people love Jesus! While I was still sitting there, the guy behind me started honking like crazy, then leaned out of his window and screamed, "For the love of God! Go! Go! Jesus Christ, GO!" What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus!

Then everyone started honking! I just leaned out my window and waved and smiled at all those Jesus-lovin' people. I even honked my horn a few times to share in the love!

There must have been a man from Florida back there, because I heard him yelling something about a sunny beach. I saw another guy waving in a funny way using only his middle finger. Once I had asked my teenage grandson what that meant and he told me it was a Hawaiian good luck sign. Well, I have never met anyone from Hawaii, so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign right back!

I think we were all enjoying this religious experience!! A few of the drivers were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got out of their cars and walked towards me. I bet they wanted to pray or ask what church I attended. I grinned and waved at all my brothers and sisters, and drove on.

I noticed I was the only car that got through the intersection before the light turned red again. I felt kind of sad I had to leave those people after all the love we had shared. So, I slowed down, leaned out the window, and gave them all the Hawaiian good luck sign as I drove away!

Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks!.

Will write again soon.

Love, Grandma