Pat Heston: “Watch for deer!”
Steve Heston: “Mom, I’m flying on an airplane.”
Pat Heston: “Well, then, tell the pilot to watch for deer!”
– An often repeated conversation between Mom and me
I thought of this one last night when a bunch of deer darted out a couple blocks from the rental house and created a bit of an issue for my right front wheel and the curb. On and around the farm where I grew up (to whatever degree I have grown up…but I digress…), cars and deer met frequently at highway speed. It wasn’t good for either party when it happened. So, Mom always wanted us to “watch for deer.”
She meant to “be careful.” To “be aware” of the things around you that might cause you to get hurt.
Mom was a world class worrier — and I’ll always believe that it shortened her life. That said, it enriched ours.
Knowing, even in your adult life that someone cares enough to want you to always “watch for deer,” is a security blanket even better than the one Linus carried around in the old Charlie Brown / Peanuts cartoons.
Difference makers care about the people in their circles. They help them watch for deer.
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