Yesterday, my friend Nona called. She needed a ride to the modeling agency, John Casablanca. Here I was, sitting in the car at Whole Foods; I had just finished doing an errand (part of what I do for my business) and Nona calls asking for a ride; it was perfect. Nona is one of the most adorable women you would want to meet. She’s absolutely the most fashionable one! Her outfits are more hip, colorful and flattering than most people, models included. At the age of eighty, she stands no taller than four-foot-something and her sparkling blue/green eyes lure you right into her sweet, smiling freckled face.
When I picked her up, she was wearing short black leather boots with skinny Italian heels, shoes that I would fall flat on my face wearing. Her silver-grey gauze pants were understated yet elegant, her top maroon-colored with a ruffle at the bottom edge and puffed satin sleeves and a pink/maroon scarf thrown casually around her neck. She looked the bomb.
We decided to eat at Whole Foods for dinner, since I told her we could have freshly cooked food for a realllly reasonable price. We ate at the pasta bar and afterward it was time to do some “cake walking” or whatever it’s called (at the model agency).
Nona wowed them, of course, and afterward she excitedly talked about having a “purpose, a meaning in life.” I understood completely. All my life I wanted to have a life’s purpose, to know that I am here for a reason, to live my life with meaning. At Your Service gives me that sense of purpose that I came here for (other than being blessed to raise a beautiful, spiritual daughter); helping out Nona made my day not only because I was able to pick her up and take her where she wanted to go, it was also because going to the agency gave her a sense of purpose. Nona isn’t sure whether or not she is going to model for Casablanca’s. Yet it opened her eyes to a whole new path that not only she would enjoy and be good at, she would thrive as she discovers a whole new Nona. And that is worthy of the worthiness of service.

