03 April 2012
Faster Than A Speeding Bullet
"Be a concierge," she said.
I blinked a few times.
"A concierge? Like in a hotel?" I asked.
"Why in the world would you want to be a concierge?"
"Because I would like to be able to make things happen for people," Mom said.
I couldn't help but smile; what Mom called a concierge I envisioned more as a cross between a fairy godmother and a mob boss. Her desire was to make sure that deserving people had what they needed and wanted, to be able to pull out all the stops, to be able to quickly, quietly, and efficiently meet and exceed expectations.
Imagine we could all do that — every day and in everything we do. That would be a truly super power.
This blog post is part of WEGO Health's Health Activists Writer's Month Challenge (#HAWMC). Prompt: Superpower Day - if you had a superpower, what would it be and how would you use it?
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