And yet another post inspired by “The Prompt.” This week was “care.”
Is it okay if this post is a bit selfish? Did you know a synonym for care is “to keep safe.” Let me begin by saying, I truly care about many things. The first of which, of course, are my boys. I care about the whole of them. Their being, their soul. I care about my dog, my family, my friends. I care about the children I work with and try so hard to create a special place in their hearts that is solely positive energy, however small that may be. As a human being, I care. As I drive by a homeless person on the streets, read stories of those less fortunate, listen to truly heart-wrenching life experiences, I care. But it’s overwhelming. Because I want it all to be better. I do the obvious – donate clothes or food or toys. I’ve adopted families at Christmas time. And I have chosen to persevere at a job that emotionally takes it toll – because I told myself if I could make a difference in just one child’s life, then it will be worth it. Who am I to say I can’t handle the emotionality of the job, when these children have lived it. They carry it with them everyday. And so yes, I care.
Here comes the selfish part…..
But is it okay to want someone to care about me? To think of me. To have a space in the corner of their minds and their hearts, for me. To always remember, never forget. To keep safe.