“Many of us harbor hidden low self-esteem. We deem everything & everyone more important than ourselves and think that meeting their needs is more important than meeting our own. But if you run out of gas, remember that everyone riding with you will be left stranded by the side of the road, too.” – Bishop T.D. Jakes
So there I was yesterday, midway between one conference call and another when I heard a sound.
Snap – Crackle – Pop and it wasn’t Rice Krispies.
It was my neck. My poor old chicken neck feeling like it’d been wrung out to dry.
Daylight savings time. Back to back meetings and conference calls, schedules and deadlines, reports and more.
And then I remembered something I’d tucked away. Something I’d saved for a day just like this one. Something that I knew I’d keep for just the right moment.
What was it? A massage gift certificate from Hubbs – a Christmas present that lived in my purse for nearly 3 months.
My hands trembled as I dialed the phone … “What’s that? Yes, you can see me today? At 5pm? Sweet!”
Oh I didn’t just walk out the door, I’m pretty sure I galloped.
My phone was off. My whereabouts … unknown.
For one glorious and blissful hour I wasn’t in charge of anything or anybody.
Just my breathing.
When’s the last time you stopped to make sure your tank was full?
- Savoring the Honey Jar
- Time outs aren’t so bad after all
- Fill ‘er up
- When did we all become Firemen?
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