A life is not important except in the impact it has on other lives.”
― Jackie Robinson
I missed the email when it came in.
Contrary to what most people believe, I am NOT on social media 24/7.
It was Sunday so…I was doing assorted Sunday stuff; sleeping past six, eating pancakes stuffed with blueberries, carbs and gluten (because on Sunday, none of that stuff counts and calories don’t stick. Trust me, I’m a Doctor*) and engaging in general goof-offiness.
When I finally did check in, I noticed that one of my readers/friends had left me some very lovely feedback on Saturday’s blog, the one about viewing your life as a movie.
It always moves me when people take the time to write and tell me how something made them feel. I know everyone is crazy busy, so it’s much appreciated.
It’s like finding blue sea glass. It’s like a gem, out of the blue, completely unexpected.
My point is this: out in the world, right now, someone thinks you’re awesome.
I swear to God.
And you don’t even know it.
If you COULD somehow feel it; you’d walk a little taller and maybe put on some lipstick.
I have teachers from grade school that I STILL revere, and if they were alive…they would be surprised.
The same friend that wrote that email, is herself an extraordinary woman.
Yet, she has NO IDEA.
In the jewelry world, she is a badass. She is an expert in time periods, stones, and things I can’t pronounce, let alone spell. Her lectures are always packed and she commands the stage like a rockstar. Believe me when I say, that many, many of us think she’s awesome – and she doesn’t even know it.
I was just lucky enough to meet a brilliant, funny, and wise woman who lives in Paris.
An expatriate married to a Frenchman. She has such style and is so impossibly chic that French woman must ask her for fashion advise. I’m sure of it. I’m also sure that wherever she goes, she leaves a wake of awesome behind her.
And she is blissfully unaware.
Our friend Clay is knowledgeable in SO MANY fields, that I can feel equally stupid about music, computers and food around him. THAT my friends is a talent.
My husband marvels at Clay’s humble manner and down lowness.
He’s a pilot and we didn’t know that for a year. He owns several patents, and again, we just somehow found out; and I’m pretty sure he invented the internet (sorry Al Gore).
We think he’s covered in awesome sauce, and he has NO IDEA.
It’s startling when people let you know that they hold you in high regard. It’s like you were just going about your business, being you, and someone noticed your sparkle.
Telling extraordinary people how much they’ve impacted us is wonderful, please, do it.
But it’s a safe bet that we each have several silent admirers who think we rock.
People we haven’t seen or spoken to for years AND people we see every day.
Isn’t that crazy wonderful?
There are people breathing air, living right now, looking at the same moon, who think you’re covered in awesome sauce.
I do.
You’re all amazing!
Xox
*I’m not really a Doctor, I just play one on TV.
