Being One Call Away

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I heard this song a few weeks ago while driving in the car with Lucy. I started laughing and told her that this song was about her! I know, I know…it’s about me but deflecting was entertaining for a minute.

I use to think I was Superwoman. Well, that’s not quite the truth. I didn’t think that much of myself but I did think I “had to be” Superwoman. I had to be there if you called. I had to help if you needed help. I had to fix things for you. I had to make your life soft and simple. I had to be at your every beck and call. There wasn’t much I could do about my life but I sure could try and fix your’s…so I thought.   

I thrived on it. It gave me a sense of purpose. It made me feel better about myself. It made feel needed but… It was exhausting! It was also depressing when I couldn’t make things better for you. Then it made me feel even worse about myself. It was and endless and vicious cycle.

Boy have I come a long way! Yeah, yeah, I know I still do these things from time to time but I try to check my motive first. Is this something I can or need to help with? Is this something you can and should do on your own? Is this something that is none of my business? Just because you are part of my life doesn’t mean your business is my business. Sometimes I get it right and sometimes I don’t, but again…Progress not perfection, right?

So I laugh every time I hear this song and it makes me smile to myself, to know where I have been and where I am now. I certainly don’t feel the need to save the day and yeah, if you call and I don’t answer, you’ll be ok. 🙂

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