Remembering what's important

So it was a gorgeous day today in the haba! Mid-70's, summer breeze, just beautiful! My day got off to a beautiful start with a good morning call from my baby. He calls me every morning at 6:30 am Chicago time (7:30 in the Haba) to wish me a good day and I do the same to him.

We talked about an issue he was having. He was scheduled to work his school's prom this upcoming Friday, but due the death of a former colleague, he was advised not to (by his boss and myself). The funeral is Friday also and he wouldn't be in the best of moods. As luck would have it, his brother had tickets to a White Sox game on Friday that he couldn't attend, so he offered them to him, which is where the dilemna lies: If he isn't up to attending the work function because of the funeral, is he really up for attending a White Sox game??? Most of his friends said go to the game while he and I felt that for integrity purposes, he shouldn't attend the game. I told him that it would really suck if his boss tuned in to Sportscenter and saw him catching a foul ball or something like that. Then how would he be able to explain that? Don't even get me started on the guilt. What do u think???

Later in the day, a beautiful meat, cheese, and fruit basket was delivered to me with a note that simply said "Thank you, TS." (You're welcome baby!) I called him to ask what did I do to deserve the great gift. His reply: "Thank you for loving me and being nice. Sometimes it's ok to let someone know that you appreciate them." How sweet is that!!!

Just taking time out to remember that it's the simple things that makes us who we are.