*Perspective Fridays*
12 years ago, my brother asked me to go to Hawaii with him. I was young, distracted with life, and judgmental. Why was he spending money on a Hawaii trip, in the middle of dealing with leukemia, and mounting medical bills?
He went, and that became his last trip ever. I was all regret.
2 years ago, I took my mom and dad to Hawaii, knowing it would be my dad's last trip. It was an unforgettable trip of love, sunshine, but also heartbreak, and rain.
One afternoon - when my mother was napping - I asked my dad if he was afraid of dying.
"No! This is it," he said.
I said, "I'll miss you, dad."
We cried in each others' arms for a few minutes. And we never spoke of that moment again.
Wiser from my experience of 12 years ago, I'm so happy we went on our trip 2 years ago.
My therapist says: "Your problems / regrets / failures won't leave you until they've taught you everything you need to learn from them."
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