It’s Saturday, and I don’t have anywhere that I need to be. I don’t have anything I need to do. I don’t have anything that I should be doing. I’ve already done a couple loads of laundry, and have put away the odds and sods around my place. I’m sitting here at eleven thirty in the morning on a Saturday, with my second cup of coffee wondering what to do. I’m not used to having free time, empty time – if you will. It’s an unusual feeling not having guilt about needing to do some work or homework. I usually have chapters among chapters of reading, along with papers and projects begging for my time, of which I procrastinate against with all my might. But today, I’m sitting here with a great array of things I could be doing swirling in my head, and not one ounce of motivation to do any of them. Instead, I’m enjoying my second cup of coffee in peace, with Ted curled at my side, as I sit in bed and type aimlessly away.
I had a loss about three weeks ago that has reminded me to appreciate the moments because those moments are what you remember. Those moments are what you can hold onto forever. Just little laughs, or shared smiles. Those are the important things. We get so caught up in needing to have this or that to make ourselves look good. We spend such a grand amount of time dwelling on what others have that we want. We put so much value on the materialistic items in our lives – but why?
Has anyone looked at the world lately and seen how people in the developing world appear to be happier than us. Why is it that we are so unhappy? We have so much, yet we have so little. We are so obsessed with things. Things don’t make people happy – if they did we’d be jumping for joy right now. Instead we’re lonely, and unsatisfied. We need to value the people around us – our friends, family, coworkers, the lady at the checkout, the man who holds the door for us, and the stranger who smiles at us in the street.
We need to care about each other.
We need to listen to each other.
We need to help each other.
We need to forgive each other.
We need to smile with each other.
We need to laugh with each other.
It’s time we changed our focus to each other, instead of the piles of stuff we are filling our life with. That stuff isn’t helping anything – it’s just filling space that could be filled with guests enjoying time together instead – laughs, smiles, and memories.
I lost a twelve-year-old student. She suddenly left this world, much too soon, and grieving with my class of grade sixes and sevens has taught me more than any other experience I’ve gone through. Kids are resilient, but they need to feel safe and supported; they need understanding, listening ears, and to know we care. They need to know that the moments were important to us too. We need to appreciate each other and the time we have been granted. Leaving behind a car or brand new tv doesn’t mean nearly as much as an extensive movie of memories that can play on in those who you have loved forever.
Make sure you’re making every moment you have count – you never know when they will end…