Happy Monday everyone! I hope your weekend was as amazing as mine 🙂 I finally got to spend some quality time with my parents and go to my first wedding. I always forget how much I enjoy being with my family…being around them reminds me how important it is to be around those we love. Going to my friend’s wedding definitely reinforced that. When I watched the bride and groom walk down the isle, exchange vows, and dance to their wedding song, I saw a passion and love in their eyes unlike any other. They will be together forever without a doubt.
What amazes me is that both of them are about my age. My friend, Reyna, just graduated with her bachelor’s degree from UCF, and her husband is getting his PhD at FSU. They are both just as busy as I am, if not more, and they still chose to seal their bond amidst all the trials and tribulations they face…
I’ll admit that when I first heard about their wedding, I was shocked. I guess it’s just crazy for me to think about someone my age getting married, especially with all the things I’m juggling. But as I watched them together, I realized why it was possible…their honest love and affection for one another. That was the key. That was what brought them together and what will keep them together in the future. It’s what allowed them to go through with the wedding, despite all the other commotions in their lives.
When I think about it, love is truly an amazing thing, and we don’t have to be married to realize this. At Mass this weekend, the music director retired after 15 years at the parish. She and the priest had become best friends after working together for more than 30 years. Everyone saw the love between them as they said goodbye. They were more than friends. They were family.
It goes without saying that we would do anything for our loved ones, but often times we forget to nourish this relationship. I’m especially guilty of this, and I’d venture to say that I’m progressively getting worse at it. I’ve been so focused on school the past two years that I’ve let a lot of friendships wash away. I’ve even stopped coming home as much. My freshman year, I used to come home at least every three weeks. Now, my parents are lucky to see me once every other month. I’ve let other things take the place of what should be blossoming friendships, and that harms others as well as myself.
By not giving enough attention to our friends and family, we become distant. We lose touch with a support system that may always be there, but isn’t as strong as it should be. We lose touch with our faith. We lose touch with ourselves and forget what’s truly important in life…our family, friends, and faith.
The sad part is that we don’t realize this until we take time to become involved again. I never realize how burnt out I am and how much my parents miss me until I come home. I don’t realize how much I miss them either, or how empty I feel without them…and that’s a little scary. It’s scary how easy it is to let relationships wither away. All it takes is not coming home as often, not answering texts or calls, and staying late at work too often. It’s scary that we sacrifice relationships for things that, although important, aren’t essential to what success in life really is: being the best version of ourselves. In my opinion, this can only come through self-awareness and strong relationships built on love.
Whenever I come home, I always leave as soon as possible, which is usually Sunday right after church. Something was different this weekend though. I didn’t feel the urge to leave right away. Yes, I’m usually sad to go, but “priorities” call me away. This Sunday, I felt my priorities realign and family came first. Instead of getting to Tampa and starting my to-do list, I started it at home just to spend an extra little bit of time with my parents…because nourishing that bond matters more than checking off a box. It’s so obvious to some, but I think others may be in the same boat as me.
So maybe this week, instead of coming home from work and continuing to work, let’s spend some time with the family. Let’s call our parents and have a genuine conversation. Let’s text our best friends and grab lunch. Let’s nourish that bond, and I bet we’ll feel our hearts start to beat for a different reason. No longer will it beat solely for life, but for love as well. We’ll feel that little tug and butterflies in our stomachs like we did with our first crush because love is what life is about. It’s what we have when everything else is gone, and what makes life worth living 🙂
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“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” ~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-8