“Sometimes people convince themselves that their responsibilities make them invulnerable,” she said. “But everyone needs rest and care.”
“My doctor would appreciate hearing you say that.”“Then perhaps you’ll listen to both of us.”
Her gentle humor made me smile.
Denise had no reason to flatter me. She was not asking for a favor or seeking a business connection. She was simply a grandmother protecting two young children.
For years, I had surrounded myself with people whose job was to anticipate my needs. Their help had made my life more efficient, but I had gradually mistaken efficiency for a meaningful life.
Talking to Denise reminded me that a person did not need a title to offer wisdom.
We arranged to meet at a community center the following Saturday, provided the girls remained comfortable with the idea.
A week later, I left the hospital with a treatment plan and instructions to take my recovery seriously.
