Last year while listening to a podcast I heard something that floored me. Once we grow up and leave home( for most of us this is at 18) we have spent 93 percent of the total time we have with our parents. Ever. I heard this at a time when I was getting slightly annoyed having to travel to see my family regularly with two small children and a very uncomfortable pregnancy. Suddenly I woke up and realized that a few hours of stressful airport time was more than worth it to spend time with my parents. Hearing this made me confirm a trip for my boys and I to visit my mom over the winter at her home in Arizona, and I’m so glad I did. Four months later she would learn she had the brain cancer that took her life in August.
If anything can give us perspective on how short and fragile life is, it is losing someone close to us. I would give anything to take my family to visit my mom right now, and all of a sudden traveling with three small children doesn’t seem like that big of a deal.
If reading this helps just one person take a spontaneous trip to see a loved one, or call their mom to say “I love you,” I will be overjoyed. If this still doesn’t make you appreciate life a little bit more, read this.
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