If you know Bootsie, consider yourself very, very lucky. I only know Bootsie from the stories her darling sister MoJo shares with me. Every tidbit is so adorable that I keep promising myself I’m going to write about Bootsie. So here goes:
Bootsie is in her seventh inning (Texas ladies don’t talk about their age). A widow, Bootsie decided to sell her house and move to an apartment in Dallas. She knew no one living in the building but Bootsie didn’t care.
Single-handedly, Bootsie packed up the house she had lived in for many, many years. Though her children suggested she move to the top of the building, Bootsie knew that Dallas has severe storms so she chose to live on the second floor in case the elevators went out.
Bootsie moved into her new home the day before her birthday. MoJo was planning to send her a bouquet of flowers but wanted to make sure the building’s doormen would get them to her. When MoJo called the building, not only did the doormen know who Bootsie was but they also knew the next day was her birthday.
Need I say more?
This woman knows how to make relationships. From the moment she moved in, she was eager to make friends. By her second month, she had established a regular hour where everyone was free to drop in and enjoy some snacks.
Not one to forget her old friends, Bootsie keeps up her lunch appointments so everyone is updated on her latest exploits. Her zest sounds irresistible. She’s irresistible. And remember, she’s in the seventh!
What’s the lesson to be learned from this enchantress?
Don’t be afraid of change. Cancel your subscription to AARP.
Initiate the hello (and serve low-calorie Mojitos once a week at five o’clock).
Broaden your bandwidth. Bootsie charmed those doormen the minute she landed on the doorstep.
Be positive. Bootsie’s energy and optimism is a magnet for like-minded people who enjoy having fun.
Be generous with yourself. I can still remember when someone told me “gates closed” when I asked to join her book club. Bootsie’s warmth says just the opposite. (Psst: Someone told me the club recently read the unauthorized biography of Johnny Carson. Such a shame I couldn’t join).
And keep flying. Bootsie’s oomph waves the flag for those of us who won’t let anything stand in the way of squeezing every minute out of every day.
Do you love Bootsie like I love Bootsie?