This is going to be a bit of a stretch, so I'm just warning you now to either fire up one or two more brain cells, or stop reading. Either way, thanks so much for stopping by.
I'm pretty sure I've mentioned before how much I love our vet clinic. Ark Animal Hospital is absolutely full service for pet and their owners. Cindy, Dana, both Christys and both Hollys, Jessie, Dr. Denny, the whole staff is sincerely compassionate and helpful.
You may recall that our nearly 15 year old cat, Magellan, was diagnosed with diabetes two and a half years ago. We've gotten to know the folks at AAH very well, never going too long between visits.
Once I had Annalyn with me on a visit, and about three miles down the road on the way home, she starting puking. What! It was still over 20 minutes to get home, so I turned around, intending to get her into the McDonald's across the street from the vet to clean her up a bit. Alas, all was closed but the drive thru for remodeling.
Plan B: go back to the vet. One of the girls met me at the door, noting our swift return and my crazy eyed expression, no doubt. They did everything but help me put Annalyn in the sink and shower her off. Now, that's service!
Last week, I took Magellan in for a glucose blood draw. I'd already told Tom I thought he (Magellan, not Tom) was starting to wane, but I just wasn't ready to give up my cat yet.
Cindy and I were catching up, swapping stories and sympathy. The newest member of the team, Dr. Tucker, took one look at my boy and came out to get me for a chat about observations and options.
Fifteen minutes later, I'm headed out to the waiting room and the vet goes off to pursue my chosen option. Coming into the room, Cindy was already asking if I was okay, how was Magellan and what could she do.
A little more story and sympathy swapping. Just a few minutes later, Dr. Tucker came out with some surprising, but great news about Magellan (I'll save that part for another time). I truly think Cindy was as relieved as I was.
She insisted on taking Magellan, in his carrier, to the car for me, despite it being like 6 degrees. After we put him in, she hugged me, and said, "I love you, Alice!" Wow!
During the half hour drive home, I thought about how some of us (obviously not all of us, certainly not the folks I live with) show or say "I love you" to folks in our worlds. I will admit, in the last ten years I have become quite jaded and untrusting. At first, I wondered how often do we say or imply it, and not really mean it.
Maybe I'm still in the afterglow of the holidays, or I'd seen the McDonald's commercial just enough times, but for a change, I thought, "It's okay to say I love you in the moment; we probably sincerely mean it in the moment."
(Please, PLEASE, PLEASE do not translate any part of this into promiscuous or manipulative thoughts, words or deeds.)
Think, for a minute, of the non-family, non-BFFs, in your world. Folks who routinely improve the quality of your life. Maybe it's a colleague at work, or a neighbor, or your favorite checker at the grocery store. Have you shared those short and fleeting and enriching moments when you genuinely said, or wanted to say I love you?
Or maybe it's not holiday afterglow or McD's new ad. Maybe I'm coming to appreciate those around me more, to trust their words and their hearts more.
Whatever the reason, "I'm lovin' it" that I feel emboldened to give and receive uplifting, affirming sentiment in the moment. To me, those shared moments are like God winking at us, reminding us someone cares and we're not alone.
Who have you shared a McDonald's minute with lately? How do you keep your kindness flowing? Are you ever caught unawares by the "kindness of strangers"?
24-26 ‘May the Lord bless and protect you; may the Lord’s face radiate with joy because of you; may he be gracious to you, show you his favor, and give you his peace.’