domingo, 24 de enero de 2010
Make Your Life Prime Time
I always knew there would come a time when I finally would put on paper a book I’d been writing in my mind for years.
That moment came one night in 2007, when I arrived home from work later than usual and discovered three lumps under my bed sheets. My children, Julian, Adrian and Lara, had fallen asleep in my bed, waiting for me to come home. There was less room for me in the bed that night, but I didn’t care. I squeezed in next to them, feeling guilty for not being there earlier to spend time with them and yearning for that feeling of wellbeing that comes only when I can pull them close.
They were sound asleep, and when I lowered the bed sheet to kiss them goodnight, I got the scare of my life: Those were not my kids!
Instead of my “babies,” I found three enormous children taking up practically the whole bed. No wonder there was hardly any room for me.
After a few moments that seemed like an eternity, I realized that my children had neither been kidnapped, nor was I hallucinating. My little ones had suddenly grown up, in the blink of an eye, and I had not fully realized it until that moment. I suddenly felt the sensation that life was passing me by at the speed of light. A thousand mixed emotions rushed through me, but the main one was fear—fear that I would blink again and they would be adolescents. That I would die without having taught them so many things. Fear of the inevitable—that one day soon, each one would go out into the world alone, without me by their side protecting them unconditionally.
At that moment, I knew it was time to open their eyes.
That night, I couldn’t close my own. Sitting on the corner of the bed, I began writing this book that I hope my children will use as a compass to safely navigate the turbulent sea of life.
It’s a guide of life lessons I have learned throughout my journey, and I hope it will offer them direction in tough times. This is my legacy—my very essence. May it serve as a shield that protects them from danger and from themselves.
I owe it to myself and to them—before their next metamorphosis.