Last night I dreamed I was on a long walk with my 6 year old son, looking for our car. After crossing a massive river together I suddenly realized that finding the car was not important but savoring the precious moments with my son was what mattered.
This fits where I’m at in my growth. It is so easy to obsess over the meaning of life and miss life right in front of me.
I had the sad realization recently that all of the people I love, who I have the gift of sharing this life experience with, will someday be gone. It is a sobering thought. If this is our only chance in history to live with, love, and enjoy those we most want to be with (including ourselves), then it would be tragic to miss that. Yet, there are endless ways we run from the present.
I choose to savor this time together. I choose to connect and create epic memories that will live on in my children’s memory long after I am gone. I choose to do the hard work of healing, connecting deeply with my heart.
I choose this meaningful life.
-Forest Benedict, LMFT, SATP