When Jonah used to have trouble sleeping, I used to tell him to lay in bed, close his eyes, and think about all of the people he loved the most in the whole wide world…smiling. It always made him relax and just feel so happy while he laid there and was, finally, able to put himself to sleep.
I have no idea where I got that from, or why it worked, but I fall back on it myself more often than I ever thought I would.
I like it because it is a constant reminder for me of who the most important people are in my life, and how lucky I am to have these people to support me and to be there for in return. It’s just another way that I can remind myself of how much I have to be grateful for.
The other thing it does for me, though, is forces me to think long and hard about whether I am caring for and loving these people as much as I should be.
It’s the age-old question: if you knew you only had a day, a week, or a month left to live, who would you want to spend those sacred last days with.
The next question I like to ask myself is this: am I treating those people like I love them and care about them more than anyone else in the world…or, am I taking advantage of our relationship, am I neglecting them, or am I treating others nicer than I’m treating them?
Because I think that happens sometimes; I think we subconsciously get too comfortable with the people closest to us and we almost start treating total strangers or mere acquaintances better than we do our closest family and friends.
It’s not that we should be nicer to some people than others. It’s just that I think it’s important to make sure there is no question in your loved ones minds about who your loyalty and commitment is with.
Like a lot of things in life, loving your most loved ones shouldn’t be a “sometimes” thing.
It should be an “all-the-time” thing.