― Meg Cabot
A woman I
know works mightily to balance the demands of a professional career and being a
mother. She usually manages to get most
of the important things done ― with a fair amount of juggling. But the other day, a last-minute professional
commitment threw her into a tailspin, and she struggled to figure out how to
meet competing demands. She called one
of her mom friends to see if she could help with an after-school activity
pick-up. The other mother told her not
to worry and volunteered to do more than was asked, including an additional
pick-up. The extra duty required a
detour, time in another school pick-up line, and confrontations with a police
officer and school security guard, but undeterred, the mom friend plugged ahead
and completed her mission.
The woman I
know was incredibly grateful for the other mother's kindness. It wasn't just the kindness of the help, but
the graciousness and generosity with which the kindness was extended. She thanked her mom friend for "saving"
her. The other mother shrugged off the
importance of what she had done and replied, "Do you know how many times
you have saved me?!"
A little
later, the woman I know met another mom friend for dinner. As soon as she sat down, the other mother
said, "You don't know how you saved me..." And went on to thank her
for something she had done.
It seems we
survive by constantly saving each other.
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