Daily Prompt: Do you Believe in Magic?
Objective: You have been transformed into a mystical being who has the ability to do magic. Describe your new abilities in detail. How will you use your new skills?
New Years 2013 was but a mere hour away on the east coast of the USA. I had fallen asleep earlier that evening and amazingly woke up at 11:00 pm. My first reaction was to pack it in and go crawl into my comfy bed. Remembering that my neighbors had asked me to join them, I tried to talk myself into putting something comfortable on and stroll across the street. As I peered out the front bay window, I didn’t see their holiday lights on and noticed some cars were missing. How odd, maybe they aren’t there? Maybe I should just stay home!
Needless to say, I strolled through the kitchen and saw my non-alcoholic sparkling soda sitting there and thought that it wasn’t going to get opened or shared if I didn’t participate. Partake in the festivities I told myself. Thirty minutes later out into the cold winter air I went.
As I walked down the driveway, the husband was sitting to the side of the driveway around a camp fire, alone. What’s this all about I wondered. I inquired as to where his better half was and I was instructed to go inside. As I walked into the home, I quickly looked to the left and say their young grand-daughter smiling at me from across the room. The better half was fast asleep was buried underneath the covers in her bed and wearing the pajamas I had given her as a gift a few days prior. I gently poked at her arm and she woke up.
Needless to say, we all ended up in the living room with the television on watching the local First Night in our fair city. As usual, there was much chatter amongst us and once again we got on the topic of politics. Groan, groan and more groan. Can we please talk about something else I thought. Then I remembered something I heard recently about diffusing a situation and just made a blanket statement and said, “I’m just not into that topic”. Not knowing what the repercussions would be, I considered running away to escape the situation, but then thought I would stay and see if the conversation would change. Much to my delight, the other half pipes up and starts talking about work. On and on she goes about all her struggles and challenges. Her job is fairly new, so I was interested in what exactly she was doing in her role. Suddenly she mentions that she needs to hire people ASAP for a long-term project. Interesting?! I inquired as to some of the qualifications and remembered just that day I had talked to a friend that was looking for work. Is this possible there could be a match here? I asked if he could call her directly and she happily agreed.
So what’s all this blind faith about? Earlier that day I had listened to my friend talk about their entire employment history. I kept thinking to myself, do I really need to hear all these details and how is it possible that I would ever be in a position to help you? My caring tried to figure an escape route. What ended up coming out was, “I just can’t relate to what you’re going through”. I had to get off the phone, I needed my nap, but didn’t want to look like I didn’t care. I did care, but my queue was full. I plunged ahead and announced I must get off the phone.
Back to party land USA above! While my friend smiled at me and told me I could tell him to call her the next business day, I grabbed my iPhone and quickly sent off an email with all her contact information in hopes he would wake up to a fresh start in 2014.
Was it magic or was it blind faith that I could actually make a difference in someone’s life?
In conclusion, my dear old dad was such a great listener and what I loved about him was his ability to collect friends from such a wide spectrum. I think it’s because he listened. I hope his kindness to others has rubbed off me enough so that I might be able to help others out when they least expect it.