This week I had a situation that caused me to appreciate time with my parents. As my parents are aging, I have been helping them more with things like driving them to appointments etc. I tend to grumble inwardly about this, especially when it interferes with my schedule. It's usually inconvenient for me too because my parents live over an hour away from me so a simple appointment is a half-day event.
This week I needed to drive my parents to an appointment and ended up missing a weekly business call. I was disappointed but a very wise person asked me to think about where I was being called to be.
So I thought about it later and realized that I had spent extra time with my parents I wouldn't have had otherwise. They wanted to eat, so we stopped at KFC and during the meal my Dad talked about a funny story from his childhood that I hadn't heard before. It was also nice to have him enjoying the car ride and getting a little nap in on the way home.
I know the days ahead with my parents are numbered and I try to be grateful for any time I get. Sometimes I just need a little reminder.
I realized that missing that call wasn't a big deal but spending time with my parents was. That's where I needed to be that day.