Wow. Do I have a lot to say tonight.
I spent all day with my mother, so when that happens, I learn a lot of lessons.
So here goes...
I had to head out to the garage with my sister as part of helping our mom with spring cleaning. My sister yelled into the house, "Where's the light?" I started heading for the light switch, while my mom starting going on about how there wasn't any, and how she'd wanted the Handyman to fix it, and oh, no, what are we going to do? Then she called out, "The switch is by the door! We need to fix it!" I then switched on the light, looked at her quizzically, and said, "It works fine." And she went quiet.
It's weird, because things like this happen a lot in my life that I totally didn't realize until I switched on the light.
See, growing up, if I screwed up or didn't know how to do something quite right, my mother would make a big fuss about it and wonder how someone else could possibly fix it, because it was such a big issue! And then I'd come right up behind her and do it right, and she'd be absolutely stunned.
No trust in even turning on a light.
I could try and word it all poetically right now, but really, it all boils down to this:
Just trust people.
Especially when they're trustworthy.
And super-especially when it's something really dumb, like turning on a freaking light.
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Be wise.