People are important to me
(I am working on a series of posts where I am trying to figure out what things are important to me.)
By the way, the title of this post is a rather bold statement for someone who’d likes sitting quietly at home and reading a book.
Perhaps, it was the book I was reading that gave me this insight.
Tuesdays with Morrie – This book has been on my radar for quite some time but I haven’t gotten around to reading it until recently. I am a bit jealous of the relationship that Mitch and Morrie had – a certain comfort and closeness that allowed them to discuss life’s hard questions. I think that this is generally hard to come in this secular Western civilization – one of the things I miss about not going to church.
Back to the book – I think that when you are staring death straight on, you suddenly have a very clear priority of what is important and what is not. One thing you might do is to reflect on the happy and memorable moments in your life. For myself, there are many: hanging out with my sister in LA; practising for Gala Ball with the help of my Mom; going for long walks with my brother (this was back in my high school days, when this was cheap entertainment); high school and university; all my past relationships; all the silliness that ensured when my friends get together; a certain crazy project at the office where I was working late nights with my boss (he speaks fondly of this particular project, lol).
I am sure there are many more – too many to list. What is the common theme in all these memorable moments? There were people!
I think that it is the natural for INTx types to be less social than average – I should know. Yes, I kinda loathe fluffy smalltalk; I recognize that this puts me at odds with most of the world. On the occasions where I make the effort to get to know someone better, I am generously rewarded with something that money can’t buy. This is what being human is all about.
So, go ahead: reach out and touch someone.
