This is a story that hit my heart pretty hard recently. The credit for the story below goes to the author. I do not own it nor do I claim it as my own. I am simply sharing it so maybe it may have even a little impact on all those that read this. The story goes like this;
Daddy, How Much Do You Make An Hour? By Matt Hogan
SON: “Daddy, may I ask you a question?” DAD: “Yeah sure, what is it?” SON: “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?” DAD: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?” SON: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” DAD: “If you must know, I make $100 an hour.” SON: “Oh!” (With his head down). SON: “Daddy, may I please borrow $50?”
The father was furious.
DAD: “If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior.”
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.
DAD: “Are you asleep, son?”
SON: “No daddy, I’m awake.” DAD: “I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $50 you asked for.”
The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: “Oh, thank you daddy!”
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
DAD: “Why do you want more money if you already have some?”
SON: “Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do.”
“Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.”
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
It’s just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life.
We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us – those close to our hearts.
Do you remember to share that $100 worth of your time with the people you love?
If we die tomorrow, the company we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days.
But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
Some things are more important.
When I first read this story I was still working at the restaurant I had been at for some time. It broke my heart to think that maybe someday my son may ask me this.
It broke my heart to know how traumatizing it is for one parent or both to be gone for long periods. I know from experience.
How much of our time are we selling to owners, bosses, companies, and other people in general that do not care about us?
How many events will we miss? Milestones? Breakthroughs?
How many times do we miss seeing our friends/family from exhaustion? or working?
I like to say our soul is made up of light and space-time. The space and time we take up here and how we use it is a representation of what we have given our souls to in this life. Our time here has been used for profit, for fear, and for productivity; often to line someone's pockets.
Our families deserve better than that. We deserve better than that. Our time is for experience, love, for guiding and raising our children and each other up.
How would you love to spend your time?
Personally I would love to take my son to explore the world. I would want him to have adventures, meet people, and be with him while he does it.
Let me know in the comments your answer.