For the last few weeks, personal problems besieged me. I’ve discovered that my world falls into three distinct areas: Work, Health, Life. The paradigm of three applies — I can have two of them together and going well at a time, but not all three. Sometimes, it seems that I can’t even get one of the three on track.
On the heels of a wildly successful art opening, I found my health and personal life wobbling. This pattern culminated in a couple of real humdingers of conundrums though the swift, decisive and generous intervention of a couple of folks who love me solved the worst of them.
The two-week period left my nerves jangled. Late today, I had a message from Ms. Jennifer Helene Rosen, who came to my further rescue with the allure of potting jade plants, seeing the ongoing reno in her new digs, and cheesecake. Cheesecake! Who can resist?
So we had a healthy and inexpensive dinner at Zoe’s Kitchen, then did a little work before heading to the Cheesecake Factory just down the hill from Jenny’s new Plaza apartment. I told her of the problems that plagued me, the saviors who stepped up to help me, and my quest to handle it all while still staying positive, at which I felt had failed miserably. Then Jenny ordered us a couple of pieces to share; we ended up demolishing the lemon raspberry. Jenny took the chocolate home with her. As I watched her sashay up to her apartment building, I realized that a smile had found its way to my face and not because of the influx of white sugar.
The combined love of the three folks who reached out to me today had brought me back to a place where I felt not one little temptation to complain, though I did try to explain to the lady who seated us that she shouldn’t talk over people. Fortunately, she spoke very little English.
The lesson for this week? There’s nothing like a good piece of cheesecake and a trio of caring friends to help restore one’s determination to accentuate the positive.