Many years ago, my father was in the ICU. With a brain stroke. For 8 days.
In those 8 days, a profound change happened. I realised that no amount of money sits outside an ICU. People do. Families do. That people are not forever. That fights are useless things.
When I came back, my currency had changed. It was time. The concept of wealth had changed. It was relationships. Real conversations. Nothing virtual. Physical coffee.
It has been 5 years. And every day, even more strongly, I realise the importance of the lesson of those 8 days.
And the inherent sense of peace. Anything for that.
In those 8 days, a profound change happened. I realised that no amount of money sits outside an ICU. People do. Families do. That people are not forever. That fights are useless things.
When I came back, my currency had changed. It was time. The concept of wealth had changed. It was relationships. Real conversations. Nothing virtual. Physical coffee.
It has been 5 years. And every day, even more strongly, I realise the importance of the lesson of those 8 days.
And the inherent sense of peace. Anything for that.
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