When the phone rang one midmorning, I considered not answering it. A bit overwhelmed by my caregiving tasks, I was not in the mood to deal with sales calls or surveys.
But I answered it anyway — and I am glad I did. A retired friend, Nancy, told me she was out and about doing errands.
“Do you need anything?” she asked.
Sometimes, others’ bad experiences scare us so much we become afraid to try similar endeavors ourselves.
Such was the case with me. I had heard so many horror stories over the years from friends, neighbors and relatives about hiring home-care aides. When I recently was faced with that task, I was paralyzed with fear.
Reports of stolen watches and jewelry, cash and other valuable belongings filled my thoughts, making any meaningful action impossible. It seemed every person I talked to gave me dire warnings.
I am a lifelong student. I try to learn something new every day. No, I don’t sit in a classroom semester after semester, year after year or take courses on the Internet; although, I would enjoy both of those pursuits, too.
I always loved school, from first grade through grad school. To me, the whole world is a gigantic classroom, full of fascinating free lessons for all of us. Some folks partake of this wonderful opportunity to gain more knowledge, while others pass up the chance.