Individuals who made a difference in my life were assigned the title “my person” long before Shonda Rhimes introduced it in the television series, “Grey’s Anatomy.”
Some of the traits that characterize this individual have varied throughout the years, while others have remained the same.
Tonight, as I sat on the couch with only Roxy for company, I realized it’s been a while since I’ve called anyone “my person.”
Wrapping my fingers around a steaming mug of coffee, I pondered what a job profile for this esteemed position would be like. Quickly grabbing a notebook, I began to scribble what I deemed would be essential traits.
When I finished, my list looked something like this:
~ Must be willing to listen without judgement or criticism
~ Must possess the ability to comprehend verbal and non verbal communication, including profanity, slang, and unintelligible babble
~ Must possess empathy, kindness, and compassion
~ Must be able to both listen and hear, without interruptions, and for prolonged periods of time ~ Should possess restraint to keep from offering advice and other “fix it” type suggestions
~ Must be patient, sensitive, and supportive
Optional but favorable skills include:
~ Ability to make “personee” laugh, giggle, and feel like his or her situation has a solution
~ Ability to soothe, placate, and provide reassurance
~ Willingness to commiserate, validate, and offer a shoulder to cry on
Note: Willingness to bring good wine will guarantee potential candidates an automatic second interview
Note: Clock watchers, critics, and pseudo intellectuals need not apply
Yes, I’m certain this is how a “person’s” job profile would read.
Why? Because I’m convinced these are universal needs; needs that require us to reach out to our person in times of duress.
In times we feel lonely.
In times we feel completely alone.
We should all have one.
Every one of us.
Because no matter how tough, strong, and empowered we think we are, there are times we need to hear, “I am here. Talk to me.”
Do you have a person?