I have been pretty stuck in self lately – relationship, career, money. Am I pretty enough? too old? too lazy? not detailed? not in shape? spending too much? blah, blah, blah.
How many times can a woman ask herself if the guy still likes her? How many times can she worry that she doesn’t know enough when what she should be doing is learning what she doesn’t know?! How often can she contemplate purchases without sticking to her budget?
Blah, blah, blah. All this stuff busies my mind when the healthiest option would be to stop thinking about myself and start serving others!
As I was fretting over my make-up this morning (I really AM looking older. The guy I’m dating is younger…), I got a phone call from my dentist, canceling my cleaning.
Because the hygienist’s 19 year old daughter, Enza, was killed in a car accident early this morning.
I can’t imagine what Lisa, the hyienist, is going through. I can’t and I never will as I don’t have children.
I can only think of how many times I sat in her chair, hearing about Enza’s accomplishments. Enza was lovely and smart and talented, planning on studying ballet and social work. Lisa loved her only child with all the love a single mother can give – they had a wonderful, healthy and fun relationship.
That’s the real stuff. Who can I help?