7:30 am on the last day of the month. I have only been up for about an hour and as I sit here with my laptop, cup of coffee and a plethora of emotions, I find myself here. Where THAT exactly is, I don’t know. Last night, I randomly found out that a mother of a past love of mine had passed away. I was saddened as I read her obituary and as they quite often do, it takes you back to those times. She was one of the kindest souls I have ever met. She never judged me, she accepted me for who I was, and most importantly, what I brought to her son’s life.
We, as a society, often feel that we need to do big things in order to be defined. Have the most likes on IG, have more friends on FB than you do in REAL LIFE, look to have the most views on youtube…constantly seeking out the recognition that only is temporary.
Ultimately, I believe, the greatest recognition that you can receive is from the one’s that you come in physical contact with. Your partner, your kids, stranger on the street, your parent, server at your favorite diner, your tight circle of friends etc… The one’s that leave an impact on you, even when you don’t realize it at that moment.
It doesn’t matter that I didn’t spend a lot of time with this woman, but the biggest thing that I take away from her is this… She always welcomed me when I was around her. I never felt judged…ultimately, I felt accepted, I felt loved. THAT my friends is the greatest type of recognition there is because as we strive to have the most likes, the most followers, the highest numbers. That is truly only temporary…THE recognition that matters most, is the recognition that stays within the heart.