When my aging (and already difficult) mother started having bouts of dementia, my siblings asked me to move her from Little Rock to live near me in Dallas. I had recently started a new business, was up to my eyeballs in debt, and had no time or money for Mom. Mired in self-pity while driving my little VW to Little Rock, I almost heard an audible voice saying,
“Do you love your Mom?”
“Sure I do.” I said back.
“Do you want your mother to be cared for?”
“That’s all that matters. Don’t worry about anything else.”
And all worked out…much better than I could have ever imagined.
Today, this is my reminder to show up, be completely present, and just be a conduit for the plan.