You know those days when you know that if you lift weights you're going to push yourself right over the edge? (Drives me crazy! Getting sick is for weak people. I refuse to be weak. *Sneezes*)
So, instead of being my normal whirlwind self today, I've been...
- Catching up on art orders (of which there are a LOT).
- Drinking lots of fluids (Does Ice Tea count?)
- And watching old shows from RFDTV (Don't judge. I'm really a 75-year-old man in a 22-year-old's body).
The last item on my list is important, because while watching Mr. Steagall today with The Bunkhouse Boys something just went straight to my heart.
Red was talking about how couples who get hitched and their first year of marriage is spent living in a cowcamp away from people and town - they seem to be just plain different.
He talked about sons going out and working with their daddies and learning the ropes outside...how they learn to be good cowpunchers from the men they respect.
Red talked about how family is really what TRULY matters, and all of a sudden something hit me.
Red was talking about how couples who get hitched and their first year of marriage is spent living in a cowcamp away from people and town - they seem to be just plain different.
He talked about sons going out and working with their daddies and learning the ropes outside...how they learn to be good cowpunchers from the men they respect.
Red talked about how family is really what TRULY matters, and all of a sudden something hit me.
Family IS all that matters.
Really and truly. At the end of the day, at the end of your life....
all you will have is family.
I assume that it would be easier, ok...probably 100 times easier...to have a marriage and relationship away from social media and all the creepiness that resides on the internet and the world in town.
To not have the constant comparisons that seem to happen so easily to others lives, and to just be able to LIVE. To start off a marriage away from distractions and technology, and to just BE.
(Of course weekends should be reserved for ranch rodeos and winning bronc ridings, with a liberal dose of good music and dancing.)
I also thought about the kids who are raised in town and how much they miss out on. Imagine only seeing parents in passing, like ships in the night because they're too busy at a 9-5 in the bustle of the city and traffic? The ability to take and teach and nurture those kids in the outdoors, learning how to care for livestock, passing down a skill set and creating a passion for hard work is something you cannot un-learn, and I would expect would be pretty damn difficult to do in town.
I want kids that get dirty outside, tired from being horseback and happy from knowing that they contribute to the family and are valued and respected. Kids that learn by doing, kids that can carry on a way of life that too few know of now.
I think our culture really complicates things a lot these days, what with all of our technology...who got the most "likes" and who is prettier and whose families are cooler and wealthier and blah blah blah....
Red just gave me a little reminder today: that really...life is not that long.
It is precious.
And at the end of our lives, all we will have is family and the relationships we took the time to care about NOW. All the extra folks are great, but who matters the most to you?
Who will you wish had mattered to you 10, 20, 30 years from now?
Focus on them, and don't let yourself regret the time you didn't take when you had the chance-just start taking the time now.
Thanks for the reminder Mr. Steagall,
xoxo
~Adrian
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