Last weekend I had the chance to go to an anniversary memorial service for a woman who knew me seven years ago when I felt like my life was falling apart. I had just started working at job-job days after ending a years long relationship. I felt like a shell of a person and everything felt overwhelming. I can remember most of my interactions with her, because they always coaxed me in to feeling so good. For hours after we finished a quick five minute chat I’d be calm with the expectation that everything was going to be grand. When I think about her now I am impressed at her wonderful kindness. This week I’ve been marveling at what a unique thing it is to be able, at the end of your life, and for years afterward, to be remembered as that one beautiful word, kind.
I left last weekend’s memorial service for Naomi with a keen sense that I need to try harder. I need to be kinder. I am working on it – which is all we really have to do in this life. As a health coach I am so lucky to be able to coach people to be kind to themselves too – because that teaches me a ton too.
Listening to.. right. this. minute: “Chasing Pavements” by Adele