She offered to walk me to my car. One of two teachers who asked for my help, a bit of a sounding board for their thinking, another head to contribute to their planning. We were done. Did as much as we could for one afternoon, and strolled out to our cars together.
We've been friends since her first year teaching. How is that already ten years ago? The conversation begins as most of them do…
"How are you? What's going on with you? That work you start in the backyard ever get done?"
"No. It's still a wreck. You know my husband. He lives by the 80/20 rule."
"How about you? That dream trip you're always talking about…still in the works?"
"Yeah. You know me. Always planning. Always dreaming. One day."
Ten minutes later we've distilled the talk and conversation down to a central key idea. Our attitude. And we both determine to begin the next day with a positive one. The simplicity of our communication. The openness with which we speak. The comfort in being understood.
It's seems that some of the best conversations happen standing outside our cars in parking lots with like-minded souls.
ReplyDeleteI love when two people can determine together that attitude really matters and to hold each other accountable. xo
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