When you get down to it, blogging is a rather self-indulgent act. I write about what I want, when I want, granting importance wherever I see fit, only to have the public (for the most part) validate my opinion. In a nutshell, it’s awesome. But recently, I’ve had two opportunities that made me take pause and remember that it isn’t always all about me. The first, believe it or not, was at a birthday party. It was your classic ladies luncheon- a beautifully catered affair for women in pearls and Prada. The festivities were traditional, but the setting was unique. Instead of at her local country club or the restaurant du jour, the birthday girl opted to host the celebration someplace far chicer and, in my opinion, cooler- her favorite charity. The Ronald McDonald House Charities provides lodging, meals, education, enrichment and anything else we associate with home to the families of gravely ill children. Honestly, it was something I hadn’t even thought about before this day. Yes, we always consider the sick ones, but what about their families? Over lunch, our hostess spoke passionately about the impact that the organization has had on her family, as well as her community. I was both humbled and impressed that my friend took a day that was to be about her and made it about something else. It was truly an act of class. The second instance was at last week’s Rotary meeting. I’ve sung the praises of my new club before and I’m going to do it again. I love Rotary for many reasons, but one of my favorite parts is hearing our weekly speaker. I’m slightly embarrassed to admit that, in recent weeks, I’ve been moved to tears more times than I have not. Last Thursdays was one of those weeks. The president of Make-A-Wish, a fellow Rotarian, spoke to our club about the history of the organization, as well as it’s work today. I was, of course, familiar with Make-A-Wish, but this did not lessen the impact of the presentation. As long as he or she is a candidate, no child is turned away from Make-A-Wish. That alone blew my mind. When your entire mission is to grant the hopes and dreams of little kids, how is that not something you can get behind? You’re basically like a fairy princess. Which is exactly what I told to the speaker when I talked with him afterwards. A wish-granting princess is totally up my alley.
So…what is my point with all of this rambling? Good question. I got a little lost along the way. But, I think that the point I’m trying to make is this- it’s easy to get caught up in ourselves. (Especially so when you spend your days writing about yourself!) My stuff, my life, my problems, mine, mine, mine…but, every now and again, I think it’s essential to step back and take in the bigger picture. Ask yourself how you can help. And remember that is isn’t always all about us.
P.S. Speaking of thinking about others, scroll down and check out my customized kicks. Because, let’s face it. Sometimes, it’s all about me!
Vintage jacket + dress, custom Adidas Stan Smith sneakers, TwinM Designs handbag, Cristina Ramella “World” cuff, XIV Karats necklace (similar $$$$), Seoul Little “Los Angeles” necklace, Catbird, XIV Karats and ginette_ny rings (similar), MAC lipstick in Lady Danger
Photos by Michele LoBosco