How present are we. Really.

Before heading to the basement in my folks home for a much needed workout, my father asked me to check out his new workbench light while down there. The electrician was at the house Saturday to do some work.

I absentmindedly acknowledged him, descended the stairs, selected a program on the treadmill then started to dwell on how hard I had to exercise since eating myself silly during this pandemic. Dwelling on that was followed by the plethora of work I had on my plate and how I planned to tackle my Tuesday. Then I was trying to figure out why my dog has been agitated, high strung and clingy while increasing my speed and transitioning into a light jog. The questions and thoughts ping-ponged in my mind – what did I eat today? Did I workout yesterday? How many meetings do I have tomorrow? Can I wear my baseball cap? When can the pup and I walk again? This heat is dreadful. I promised my friend a phone call tonight, shoot, it’s getting late.

My mother startled me into reality with the flick of a switch and light literally dawned on marble head. “Did you see your Dad’s new workbench light?” Shoot! Yes, I was supposed to check that out! She was so excited. “That’s great!”, I replied, and suddenly felt really bad that I actually had forgotten to check that out. After half-listening, unconsciously saying yes to my father and heading to the basement, I became totally self-absorbed. Which spurred these thoughts and feelings.

We talk about living in the moment and being present. It makes for great quotes and memes. It’s how we intend to start every day. And it’s how we close the evening, asking ourselves if we can do better tomorrow. I’m the biggest proponent of this – and I realized tonight that I fail more often than I succeed.

My father’s workbench light was not relevant tonight in my mind, yet it was so important to him. Every home improvement, daily adventure and physically distanced interaction is relevant to my parents. And though I see them most days, I questioned how present I am. Just because I visit, am I really accessible? Just because we talk, am I really listening?

The next time someone close to you asks for something, pay attention. Put your needs aside, live in that moment and give them the feedback they asked for. If tomorrow never comes, these will be our regrets.

Be present. Today.

Author: E.M. Murphy

A freelance writer, coach, eternal seeker and Renaissance soul who aims to open minds and hearts. Armed with a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology and a NASM Certified Behavior Change Specialist, humanity and humor is at the heart of my writing, reminding us that the key to success will always start with a genuine concern for others while making sure to be true to our authentic selves.

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