What Really Matters
Perhaps I should journal this, but I felt the need to share it with you all.
Today, something interesting happened: I was unusually sleepy and needed more coffee than usual. Lately, I've been waking up earlier than my usual routine. Work kept me occupied into the evening with two medical massage clients and the inevitable paperwork, followed by continuing education classes to renew my license.
Deciding to stop at the grocery store on my way home, I planned to buy healthy food for the weekend. Just as I got out of the car, my phone chimed with a text from my mother: "I made tacos; come over if you’re hungry."
In that moment, a decision was made. No, I wasn't going. I was determined to cook and eat something healthy, given my fatigue and the desire to head to bed early. Grocery shopping became my focus, and I forgot all about the invitation.
Driving home, a song on the radio shifted my perspective. It was the same song that played at my favorite cousin's funeral. She had passed away in her fifties, around this same time last year. I pondered what her daughter (same age as me) would give for just one more dinner with her. That realization prompted me to change course – I went home, stored my perishables, and then headed to my parents, intending not to stay too long.
Upon arriving, my little brother, now 13 years old, expressed a desire to watch "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" with me. The plan to make a brief appearance evolved into an evening spent with my family.
Now, it's late, and I'm back home, still running on fumes. Strangely, I feel renewed—not necessarily in my body, but in my spirit.
The takeaway from this experience is clear: don't miss an opportunity to spend time with your family. Whether your grandparents or parents are still alive, take the time to visit and express your love. Amidst the routine of life and the constant rat race, prioritize moments with your family. They deserve your time and attention; everything else can wait.
Very respectfully,
Well-Known Reyes