Sunday, May 25, 2008
made with love
One of my responsibilities at work is to make peanut butter & jelly sandwiches. I make tuna, egg and turkey sandwiches as well. When I make these sandwiches, I make them with extra care as I always imagine the child that would be eating one of them. Some children do not like what the cafeteria is serving for the day. As an alternative, they always have a selection to choose from these main items . One day I was running behind, and needed some help from one of my co-workers. She was just blobbing the peanut butter & jelly on the bread. It wasn't getting spread to the ends evenly. I had to bite my tongue and count to ten. I was regretting that I asked for help. I then shared with my co-worker that to some of these children, this might be the only good meal they get during the day... these sandwiches have to be made with love. I got a smile from her and she then started to spread the peanut butter & jelly evenly across the bread, from end to end. I smiled back and thanked her. Later, as I thought about "our moment" together, I thought about the different scenario's the interaction between us could have taken. When you have seven women working in a kitchen, you learn real quick how we all have our own ideas how things should be done. I learned something as well... I believe the turning point was the moment of me biting my tongue and counting to ten, the way you say something to someone is how it is usually received. The receiver is either open to hear it or they are not. I only hope that when I am the receiver, I have an open ear and can hear what is being said.
Most importantly! When doing anything with love, it smooths everything over.