Grasping What is Important

“It’s so easy to dismiss the opportunity

to do something good

because you’re hoping

to do something great.” 

-Mark Bezos

There we all were, last night, gathered in the general area that I like best in the house, the kitchen/dining area. It was the day after Christmas here in the northeast of the U.S., New England if you must know, which for many, I believe, is a suburb of Boston. Just a few inches of dry, light fluffy snow, that was a welcome respite compared to the usual wet, heavy rubbish that routinely falls around these parts, fell on this day, a day late for some, to give the local landscape a proper winter feel. After the obligatory removal of crystallized flakes of water, no two of which are the same but who cares when it needs to be shoveled, we, being my girlfriend, her youngest son, our neighbors/his two cousins and yours truly had settled in for the evening.

The stove-top  in the aforementioned kitchen that I commandeered threw off a goodly sum of heat after I had just made the lot of us some Peanut Butter Hot Chocolate (a recipe that I shared in the comment section here ) and topped that tasty beverage with, something that perplexes me even as I type it, fat-free whipped cream. Two of those gathered protested being served any such concoction but being of the fairer sex they could not resist the home-spun magic that is the manifestation of my culinary skills, or something like that. It was a winner and all present rejoiced.

One of the seemingly innumerous new iterations of Monopoly sat on the dining table entertaining the other four while I managed my post in the galley, a post that I relish and take pride in maintaining. After the hot chocolate had been enjoyed by all, nursed and slurped by some through a straw to finish the last cooled ounce (not me, this time), maple-flavored bacon was placed in the oven to faintly sizzle and warm the cockles of my heart with its aroma  whilst I prepared dough for a pizza to be noshed on by the younger and bemoaned by the older kids (me and my girlfriend). Pizza unadorned with chunks of mapley-salty bacon is apparently, by the standards of the ruling class, menu-creating children of this house, in fact, not pizza. Bacon on the pizza they were to and indeed did have.

Flo Rida radio softly played on Pandora. Flo Rida wasn’t made to be played softly and outside of the children present it isn’t made to be played at all in my daily life but this was an occasion for it. The kids raised and lowered their voices in time with the ebb and flow of the game, crying out in displeasure as the almighty Monopoly dollar slipped through their grasp, unfair as the game-play was, and joyfully slammed their taunting fists onto the table-top when their rightful advance towards Monopoly domination looked to be fully realized. It was good, wholesome, educational fun.

Pizza was made, slices were critically viewed and carefully chosen, faces were stuffed, friendships, broken by victory and defeat were rekindled, lyrics were Sinatra-ed (spoken/sung), I washed the dishes and goodhearted sarcasm aside, I felt complete. Two hours prior I had been internalizing my selfish agitation, lamenting that I had not been button mashing on my laptop for four days. How on earth was I going to advance myself as a blogger in my chosen niche of alcoholism/substance-abuse/sobriety/recovery if I didn’t get to typing? Where was I going to find the time to further my interests? When was this going to be about me? Why don’t I get the appropriate amount of consideration for my pursuits? Who was going to make me a blogger-superstar if not me?

Then I went into the kitchen, let go of my ego, participated in the lives of my loved ones and found in sobriety, once again, that that is what truly matters.

 

When do you find yourself making a conscious decision to put aside the pie-in-the-sky and make room for a simple importance? 

Leave a comment and let me know.

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7 thoughts on “Grasping What is Important

  1. Ah, yes… the ego! My old friend 😉

    I am so glad that you set it aside and just enjoyed the moment, and was present. It is such a gift (which is why it’s called ‘the present’, and ‘being present’, I guess).

    1. Sometimes it is a conscious effort to be present but I am happy to practice it.

      I finished your latest work and was greatly pleased with the read. Thank you for sharing your work with people like me who derive so much enjoyment from reading it. I now look forward to reading your previously released short stories.

      1. Wow, that was fast! I am so glad that you liked it… it was a wonderful book to write, and although Terra frustrated me to no end (she has a mind of her own, you may have noticed), she was also very rewarding to bring ‘alive’ 😉

        I hope that you like the short stories, too. I’ll be curious to hear which ones you liked the best, which ones resonate with you.

        Take care, and here’s to being present!
        M

  2. I love the quote! I love that you chose the simple enjoyment of family. I do the same quite often, I have these GRAND plans and then I realize that the GRAND plan is right in front of me! Really got to put theego on the shelf and stay where my feet are! 🙂
    All the best to to you and your family in the New Year!

    1. Thank you for the feedback M! I do suffer an internal disconnect with what, for me, is important on occasion but am happy to come back to the present as M. from risingwoman put it and put my ego on the shelf as you stated. When I do everything is happier and healthier. Thank you for the well wishes and to you and yours I wish the same!

  3. I’ve discovered the same, Glenn. In the past, holidays ( and every day) were for drinking, with various excuses attached. Now, 26 months later, I find joy in the simple things that I avoided in the past… We had a great Christmas eve/Christmas around home, and now my wife and I are visiting her sister for a week…

    My blogging has taken a hit with the time away, but it’s worth it. Family (and friends) will always be there for me, and I don’t have to buy them in a bottle. I’m glad we both see the value of sobriety…

    1. I always smile when I read your posts and comments, John. I too am glad for sobriety and that the both of us have found it. There is so much more for me to learn about and how to grow within it but it is family that not only helps me to be accessible to lessons in sobriety but also are occasionally part of the actual lesson itself.
      Thank you for commenting good Sir.

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