Just a few more minutes
Do you think about what a difference, just a few more minutes make? When you spend just a little more time with someone. When you actually listen to what they say?
I had a client last week. He was almost an hour early. When he walked in, I could see that I was in for a long chat. Normally it makes my heart sink just a tiny bit, since I have so much work and not a lot of time
to listen to ingrown toenails and the birth of the first cousin removed on the father’s side that had a cat who had a kitten.
However, he started telling me about his day and I realized how selfish I am. How just a bit of my time would make such a big difference to this old man. His day, everyday, consists out of waking up, having breakfast, building a puzzle, lunch, crossword puzzles, dinner and bed.
Coming for his tax is a huge outing for him!
I took time to listen to the contraptions he has made. How he locks his car so that it won’t get stolen. I tell you if he had to go a bit senile, he would NEVER be able to get into his very own car…or his safe for that matter.
Everyone has a story, Oprah once said. It’s true. He was taken away from his mom, when his sister was sexually abused by the gardener. He was in an orphanage until he was in high school. Only then did he have contact with his mom.
Everyone has a story. If only we are willing to stop and listen.