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Imagine you are meeting someone for the first time. You want to tell them about yourself.
Instead of reciting a laundry list of what you do or where you're from, please give us a scene from your life that best illustrates your true self.
People tell me things.
Things they don't tell their mothers. Or husbands.
They say hello. There is small talk.
Then, they tell me about their problem. Or the fight with a spouse/parent/child.
They tell me about the bad thing they did a long time ago.
They tell me about their wildest dream.
I don't ask them about the secrets in their lives. But, they think I need to know. They think I can help.
I can barely help myself most days.
However, if I know a resource, a phone number, or if I can say the right thing? I do that.
Sometimes, I have to be careful of my reaction. I don't want to hurt feelings. Or seem judgmental.
Sometimes it seems like a strange curse. Bestowed at birth for some ancient sin I committed.
My daughter told me a few months ago about a conversation she had with a casual acquaintance. About his problems at home. With his wife. With his kids. With his job.
I told her "It's a gift"