Making Time For Those Who Matter

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This week, I said goodbye to a friend for the last time.

He was a loving husband and father who cared deeply about his family, but his kindness didn’t stop at his own front door. When my children were growing up, he included them in his family’s outings. He made room for them, made them feel welcome, and was there when they needed him. A mother doesn’t forget that.

As I’ve reflected on his life, I keep coming back to this: the mark we leave on others isn’t usually made by grand accomplishments. It’s made by simple kindnesses, the time we give, and the way we make people feel.

The Stories Behind the Names

As someone who researches family history, I spend a lot of time searching for the people who came before me. Records can tell me when someone was born, where they lived, and when they died. What I really want to know is what kind of person they were. Were they kind? Generous? Funny? Someone others could count on?

Records rarely answer those questions.

Someday, a researcher might find my friend’s name in a census or an obituary and learn where he lived, whom he married, and the names of his children. They won’t learn that he welcomed other people’s children into his family’s activities, or that mine could always rely on him. Yet those are the details that bring a person to life.

We Always Think There Will Be More Time

How often do we say, “We should get together soon,” or “I really need to call them”? Then life gets busy, and we don’t. But later isn’t promised.

Preserving memories matters, but this week reminded me that we also have to make the time to create them. So:

• Call the friend you’ve been meaning to call.
• Visit the relative you haven’t seen in a while.
• Take the photo, even if everyone complains about how they look.
• Share a meal, reminisce, and laugh together.

A Legacy of Kindness

When I think of my friend, I will always think of the man he was, the love he had for his family, and the kindness he showed mine. He may never have known how much those ordinary acts meant, or how long they would be remembered. But I remember, and so do my children.

This week, reach out to someone who matters to you. Don’t wait for a special occasion. Tell them what they mean to you.