Monday I was helping a more
advanced piano student to choose a new piece to work on. This involved me playing several pieces for
him. At one point after making a couple
mistakes I stopped and explained my eyes were watering due to allergies making
it hard for me to see clearly. “I am
just…I can’t think of the word I want to describe this moment.” I said. “Decrepit.” He answered not even taking a
moment to think. In shock I told him
laughingly I wouldn't get over that for a week.
I got a dictionary and had him read the meaning; “Old. Worn out.” He was laughing now too trying to explain he
didn't really know that was what it meant.
It’s Thursday and I’m still laughing about it but also thinking about
it. After all he did describe me that
way innocent or not.
Young children can get away with
using words inappropriately and we think they are cute. The older they become the less cute it is and
at some point if even momentarily we take it as from the heart. The result is hurt. If we believe them it can even be humiliating
and discouraging. This moment caused me
to reflect once again on the power of words.
There are many directed to us daily and often they are hurtful. I decided how important it is for me to work
on my listening and responding skills.
As with this young man, I can choose to reply to words directed at
me. Clarify the intent of the
delivery. Ultimately I can choose to eject
them as insignificant- ignorant- or just simply wrong and avoid being
affected.
The other side of the coin is the
joy of receiving words that bring joy-laughter- encouragement and/or just make
us feel good! Every day husband comes in
and I call out “Baby doll!” and he answers “Sweetie Pie”. My twenty- two month old grandson upon entering the house hollers
“hello” and I respond “hello” often several times until we hug. Recently I received a thank you card which
said, “You are always the one who comes.
That means a lot. I do want to
ask one thing. The next time you go
through something- don’t shut me out.
Let me come for you next time. No
one likes to be the one on the receiving end all the time.”
It was such a beautiful sentiment
for her to write. We all have a time we
need a good word and we all have something to say to another in need. I am grateful to have such friends. No doubt many do not. Perhaps today I can find one of those lonely
souls and say something to give them the kind of hope words opposite of
decrepit can bring……….
