My cousin had a baby two years ago and I had the honour (and terror) of being asked to be the godmother. After many reassurances that there would be no way I would end up the sole caretaker of this human life even if a freak accident were to befall her and her husband (*knock on wood*) – and that this was merely a symbolic title and role – I nervously accepted.
I love my goddaughter. I really do. She’s fucking adorable. But my cousin is a total helicopter mom. With a six-hour time difference between us, my phone would often blow up in the middle of the night with up-to-the-minute updates on every suspicious poop, sniffle, hiccup and bump.
We tried our best but slowly began to drift apart. Her, busy cleaning projectile baby vomit off her clothes; me, still living like a degenerate, subbing in boxed wine for most meals.
I know she’s been going through a particularly hard time recently. Juggling the responsibilities of being a young mom with running a business WHILE building a house (makes me feel better about my own to-do list). So I woke up, cracked open my computer and sent a looooooong overdue e-mail. She answered almost instantly – letting me know that my name popping up in her inbox was quite literally the highlight of her week.
Much to my surprise, she also provided some sage wisdom on some of the frustrations I’ve recently been experiencing in my own life. I instantly realized how much I’ve actually missed her.
I feel like a pretty big asshole for not being a better godmother and friend; I realized today that I need to make a much bigger effort. And I know that I will.
Total Kindness Cost: $0
Is there anyone in your life going through a hard time you haven’t talked to in a while?