Cards on the table, I’m a Professional Declutter and so my Christmas wish is that people give each other the gift of an experience rather than another expletive thing. However, I just got trumped…
Yesterday, distracted and driving, I accepted a (hands-free!) call from a colleague while I busied myself with Christmas preparations. She just called to ask How Are You. She isn’t sending cards this year. She is calling people. And asking them about how their year was. Not hers. Mine.
How refreshing is this? No postal insincerity. No carefully crafted funny insert letter about fabulous 2016-lives-by-month with undirected signatures. Just her at the end of the line asking ‘How Are You? How Was Your Year?”
What followed was my download about the incredible year that I had failed to notice. Distractions drifted away, I pulled over and picked up the handset… Let’s face it: no one ever usually asks that sort of question with the intention to listen. Patricia did and she listened. She gave me the gift of her listening time. Read more