Confession: I sometimes talk on the phone while driving. I know, I know…..
Often, these phone calls are with my parents. If I’m still chatting with them when I get to my intended destination, I stay in the car and on the phone in order to finish our conversation. If that means I am a few minutes late, it’s ok. I would rather see a meaningful conversation to its conclusion than to hurry up and hang up, or to finish that conversation while walking through the grocery store or heading into a meeting.
The other day I was talking to first Dad then Mom, and ended up sitting in the Hy-Vee parking lot for about 10 minutes. In preparation to finishing up the call I told Mom, “Well, I’m at the place I’m supposed to be.”
She responded by saying, “Wow. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all say that every day?” Blew me away. What a cool way to think. Thanks, Mom, for making me think a little differently yesterday.
Hope you are at the place you’re supposed to be. If not, what ideas do you have to get there?
Enjoy the spring weekend, my friends!