The hours not wasted

I don’t even like Earl Grey, but that was the only option I knew I would somewhat enjoy in this coffee shop that specializes in exotic teas. With a notebook open and my Early Grey by the side, I paused and savored the fact that this afternoon had nothing on my calendar until 6 pm. The “free” part in free time sounded so good. My restless mind raced to all the things that could get done in the next free hours, but then this someone else came to my mind, someone who would have loooooved to be a part of my free time. I didn’t linger much on the thought and picked up my phone. That afternoon I gifted half of that time to someone who tremendously appreciated me making the time for them. You’d think I’d have regrets about all that work I could have done, but amazingly something else happens when you give away something you value. You suddenly discover just how much time you have, your eyes open to the needs of those around you and you become a more grateful and content person. I’m so happy to have people like that in my life who remind me that living just for myself and my needs is a wasted life.