Yesterday was one of those days that forced me to remember what is important in life. In the morning I received an email that a friend’s husband had passed away. I was filled with sadness for her and her grown kids and grandchildren. It wasn’t until later that I put the pieces together as to why it hit me so hard- the couple is my parent’s age and her husband’s name is my father’s name. In my sadness, I drove to preschool to pick up my three year old. As I arrived, he beamed a huge smile and waved. When we got home, I knelt down and told him how happy he made me feel when he smiled and waved at me. ”I made you happy?” Yes you did. I asked him for a hug and he gave me a squeeze and kissed my forehead. At the end of the day, I breezed through Instagram and saw a picture of newborn twins. They were beautiful, swaddled and sleeping in hospital blankets. My baby twins, now seven, were sleeping in their big beds. How quickly this time has gone by. My parents probably think the same thing about their grown up babies.
There are other aspects of my day that aren’t as important, like convincing that same sweet three year old to eat dinner. But what I am trying to say is to remember to savor life. I wish it didn’t take the beginning of my day to appreciate the rest of my day, but it did. So this morning I called my parents and told them that I loved them. Who will you call today and say I love you?
Embrace the ones you love.
