Leave a message to yourself.

Why is that so often we are nicer to others than to ourselves? Today, I was thinking about Eve. We were working together on a film about cancer when she finally gave in to it last April. On the spur of the moment, I emailed the director of photography to talk about the mastertapes. He sent me this poignant anecdote about Eve:

'About a week before she died, a few of us were over there. Eve asked this one friend to return a book she'd had for a long time. The friend said (sort of like me and the tapes) that she kept forgetting but would bring it back. Eve said,"No--that's not good enough--call your phone number and leave a message on your answering machine so that when you get home and play back your messages you'll be freshly reminded to bring it."

So the friend did that. And when she was done, Eve said, "Before you hang up, tell yourself that you're beautiful and that you love yourself." The friend really didn't want to but Eve was quite adamant. So the friend finally said into the answering machine--"You're beautiful and I love you." When she went home, she heard this in her own voice, and it made her cry.

This is the kind of friend that Eve was to all of us."

Remember to love yourself as much as you love others. When you are wishing the best for others, remember to wish the best for yourself, too. Remember, how wonderful you are.