Phones ring, problems need resolution, dogs spit up on carpet, toilets plug (on their own apparently), people say things that needs/deserves prompt response.
My talents, best experiences – too often, faint memories. How I did something fantastic once. Or maybe twice. But not lately …
Do you have great deeds in your repertoire?
That prove your talent, demonstrate your great experiences – it’s just idling, in memory, piece of paper on some wall, a plaque or trophy, footnote somewhere – says you did it.
Or no footnote. Nobody knows, nobody remembers, nobody cares.
The masses don’t know, likely don’t care, but you do.
When it comes to mine, I care.
What else, or rather – who else, do we need?
Just one. Someone who knows those great deeds we’ve done, problems we’ve solved, things we’ve fixed, dreams we’ve made true. Or toilets we’ve unplugged. Nobody else needs to know, but we all need to be reminded. We all crave affirmation that we know it, did it, were capable, did good, did great, did what nobody else could do or would do and we saved the day …
Or a dollar. Or a project. Or helped somebody nobody else would help.
We need someone to remind us – boost us, push us. To do more worthy things.
That someone is the only someone who needs to know, only one whose support, admiration and respect we really need, right?
Well, that’s nice isn’t it, when someone notices or cares or remembers, but who really needs to know but our own self?
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 8C/46F, a few clouds, a few noisy lap-dogs along our trail – Gusta sniffing every inch of our route, verifying she was home from the kennel. She’s groomed and relaxed, and happy to be home. Or maybe that’s my happiness showing …