Wednesday, March 20, 2019

What Matters in Life? :: English Literature, Personal Values

What Matters?What matters most to you in the being today? People often ask this question. I must cite being 26 I have been asked this question many fourth dimension in my life. The response I always give was my career. Winning and surfriding, you match they are the only things that should matter. But I did not once regress to think that maybe the things that mattered much then just a surfing career was my family. I hardly got to see my children in the kickoff stages of their life, neer got to see them take their first step or say their first word because I was always out surfing and living up to my dream of being the one that no one could beat. This al changed drastically one year just after my daughters fifth birthday. I arrived shell from a surfing tournament to find my wife and two kids pedestalless. well-heeled for them they werent in the house at the time of the fire. The police say that it was because I was the unbeatable one and that the other Pro-surfers just wa nted to be in the spot light for once. But I say it was a message. A message that maybe it was time to stay at home and help out. A time to watch my children grow up and be there for them. As we walked through the house going from agency to room looking a tall that had been destroyed. All I could think of was my awards and trophies that I would no longer have to show off to the people that came over, to photographic camera reporters when they do interviews closely me. My wife asked me if we were in the house at the timewhat would you have taken with you? I replied with Oh of course my medals and trophies she sat down as tears welled up in her eyes and said to me Yes. But what virtually the pictures that can never be replaced, you can always get more trophies. It was at this point where I intellection long and hard about what I would real take with me if I was given the time. I had thought of clothes and blankets, of the kids toys, but my mind was now set on what really matters . All the things that I wanted to take with me could be replaced, the only things that could never be replaces where the photos and the memories.

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