You never know

Whew! Talking about how busy you are really isn’t that interesting, so I won’t spend much time on that, but I will say we have finally got our new hire on board! I hope to have more time for the blog now, and reaching out to friends in general. I am working through the list. I’ve talked to one sister and my mom this week. The talk with my mom is the inspiration for this post.

My mother is an amazing caretaker for 4 adult men. A new consumer moved into her house recently. He asked her if she had a daughter who went by Prudi Bakke in sixth grade. Well, that was a blast from the past! Who reading this was around for the Prudence days? Yes, indeed, for a whole year nearly everyone called me Prudi. I’m still trying to bring his face into focus, but I think I remember the man who moved into my mom’s house.

I asked if I was nice to him. She said yes, he was very fond of me. It was a great lesson for me. Because wouldn’t that be an unfortunate situation for him if he had to live in a home with the mother of someone who was unkind to him? And for me and my mother if she had to be confronted so vividly with the unkindness of her daughter? Now, I don’t consider myself a mean person, but there certainly are people I am less kind to than others.

The lesson here for me is that you never know what lies ahead. My actions live on, and I reap what I sow. This was a case where I was lucky.