Apr
The Power of TLC
Every once in a while, regardless of your age, you just need a little TLC. Every one does. Even me…the independent single mom who’s raising two kids far from any semblance of a support network.
Toss in a couple of rough weeks, and, well, that TLC was not only needed this past week…but craved.
Fortunately for me and my cravings (and a plane ticket that brought me to New York), I got a much-needed dose of the stuff compliments of my aunt…a woman who has been both a mother-figure and a friend to me for more years than I can count. She listens. She gives great hugs. She’s a master at providing the I-believe-in-you puff of air I need to get my wings back off the ground. And she never fails to make me feel welcome…
A winning combination in my book. Especially right now. When that little bit of TLC is as much a lifeline as anything else.
So there we were…in the city…with an entire afternoon/evening at our disposal. An afternoon/evening I couldn’t have enjoyed more.
Thanks to her volunteer work as a tour guide for the Metropolitan Opera House in Lincoln Center, I got to go along as she gave a behind-the-scenes look at this cultural gem. I got to see the sets being made, costumes being sewn, wigs being created, props being crafted, actors rehearsing, stage hands readying the stage for that evening’s performance, and more.
And I was enthralled.
For those few hours, I was able to immerse myself in a new experience while creating a memory I will revisit many times over the next few months.
A memory that I will carry with me the remaining ninety-five percent of the time…when I’m back home and running with the ball by myself once again. And it’s that moment–and the dinner/amazing conversation that followed–that I will call on next week when I’m getting slipped into yet another MRI machine for yet another test…and again a few days later when I hear the results.
So how about you? What are some recent TLC moments you treasure? Did they give you the boost you needed?
~Elizabeth Lynn
April 21st, 2009 at 7:26 am
For me, other than my writing lunches, it’s when I take the time to do something completely different. After getting my port taken out I went to the art museum and walked around and had lunch before I went back to the day job. I needed the time and I love european art. Dega, Monet, they just do it for me. Thinking about it, I need an ART fix.