BIG SANDY, Texas--One day in my late 20s I asked a question of a friend: "Why don't I get into trouble like most people I know?"
You have to understand that people considered me a goody two-shoes. (Goody Two-Shoes was a character in a children's story in 1934. She was something like Little Lord Fauntleroy or Pollyanna.)
To be honest, I was sort of viewing myself the same way.
My friend answered: "Because you believe you will get caught and most people believe they will not."
Bull's-eye. So much for believing I was just a little bit better than other people.
Her response got me thinking. Why did I think I would get caught? Then the answer hit me like a ton of bricks.
Mama had two sets of eyes!
Mom's extra set
When I was little I wanted to sneak up behind Mama, part her thick brown hair and stare at that extra set of eyes.
All four eyes had excellent peripheral vision as well. They could even see inside my head. She knew what I was going to do even before I did. What a supermom!
Until I had that conversation with my friend, I had no idea how blessed I was to have a mom with four eyes or a friend to set me straight.