ZMOTO
There is something about women that needs no training – they just get it – last night G said “adopt and I will help you raise her” and then at about 3:30 today when I was at war with the car wash and threatening to take a case of coke if they didn’t do something about the jammed machine, N called and said “cocktail” and I said, “are you kidding me?” and was able to then spend the next four hours laying everything out on the table and then when we had nothing else to spill, we entertained ourselves with D and A who decided they wanted to follow us anywhere.
But it was at 8:25AM this morning when I was debriefing with the contractor and she looked at me right in the eye and said two little words that made me stop in my tracks – and I realized she knew everything and understood everything and I said – damn, it’s uncanny, but I think I do belong to a tribe, where I need no translation or explanation because two words suddenly encapsulates an entire experience and forms an unshakeable bond.
S called last night and said her new wisdom tape suggested we “train people how to treat us” – she also signed the next email ZMOTO – and I cracked up.
So today my hat’s off to women – may I always be surrounded by strong, witty, and wonderful women – because that is what makes oh what a difference to me.
S and I had a vexing email exchange that centered around Marin – then the other S text me this evening and said “I know why I am single – one word – Marin” and I had to respond “ZMOTO” …….