Make Yourself Necessary

We all know those kinds of people who just makes themselves...necessary.  The first person I met like this was Diane.  Probably the most unattractive woman physically, but she could sure put herself together.  She always looked stunning.  Even she thought she was stunning.  I was always intrigued by that.  She clearly had some wonderful mothering.  She wasn't especially interesting.  She was quite rich.  We often lunched out in her Mercedes.  She couldn't read a map or get a half mile down the road to find my house, despite a dozen or so trips to it.  I am told she became a registered nurse.  Diane made herself necessary.

The next person I met was a woman with whom I worked in a managed care company.  My memory of her is all about her fingernails. They were acrylic. It was 1992 and they were Amy's power nails.  She was louder than loud.  Very necessary.  Commanding. 

Ken was more than knowledgeable.  He was a solid carpenter and quite expensive.  He wanted to be in charge but came about it in an unassuming way. Partnered, he often invited me to dinner.  Even picked up the tab.  In time, I realized he wanted my contacts.  We worked together on a project.  I made it clear to him that I didn't care about being the pivotal person.  I just wanted to put the group together.  To be a part of it.  For a while, he was quite necessary.  Even he thought so.  Then one day, I removed myself from the group I started.  I knew under his tutelage, the group would flounder.  Sadly, it did.  He unnecessaried himself.  Fast.

We make others necessary because we leave ourselves.  It is well nigh time to make ourselves the necessary ones.  We are the ones we have been waiting for.