Wednesday, March 3, 2010

What a difference a phone call can make

March 3rd will remain in my memory forever. I should have known by the way the day started that it wouldn’t be an ordinary Wednesday for this sistah. As I was walking into our office building I ran into a friend (I use that word friend, loosely), acquaintance would be a more appropriate description of our relationship. Anywho, this individual had disappointed me a few weeks ago when he stood me up for an outing after work. I never asked him about it, or really addressed the lack of disrespect, that is until today. I in so few words expressed my disappointment in his actions, we talked about the situation and now, as far as I know, we are both at peace with what panned out on a cold Wednesday afternoon in January. We both stepped off the elevator, he went to his office and I to mine only to sit down in my chair to my phone ringing. I could have never prepared for what I was about to hear my mother say.

Hello

Hi how are you today?

I am okay. I feel so liberated I did something I could have never imagine I would do.

What is that?

I confronted Tyler about standing me up and the disrespect he showed me by not responding to my confirmation email.

I am so proud of you!

Thanks, I would have never done that 3 years ago.
So how did your sleep test go last night?


Actually I didn't have it done, I am not at home, I am in Portland.

What are you doing in Portland?

Your father had a heart attack last night.

WHAT?

I won’t go into all the details from the remainder of my conversation with my mother; I will simply say it made me really think about life and how short it truly is. That we must embrace every single moment with a smile, joy in our hearts, praise in words, and a grateful mind. Tomorrow is not guaranteed, so hug those you love, forgive those who have hurt you, leave every conversation with a kind word, and remember what is truly important in life. Our jobs, our cars, our homes, our clothes, our handbags, the number of heals we have sitting in our closet, are not what define us in life. Our life is defined by the love we shared, the kindness we give, the amazing personalities we pass on to others, and the lives we help.

May you all be surrounded by loved ones this evening.

Love ya,
Jen

3 comments:

  1. I will say a prayer for your father and family. Hope he is doing better.

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  2. So very true. Thanks for the great reminder... Saying a prayer for you and your family. (((hugs)))

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  3. Thank you so much ladies, your prayers mean more than I can express in words. My father's quick release from the hospital was a direct result to everyone's steadfast prayer. Thank you!!!

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