Yes, I just now got it that . . .

I am the most important person in my life.

I am the most important person in my life.

I am the most important person in my life.

I got that for the first time today.

As in REALLY got it.

Down to my core, got it.

To my toes, got it.

In my throat.

Gut.

And fingers that are now typing, got it.

I am the most important person in my life.

Not that old lady who needs help crossing the street.

Or my Mom who has trouble walking now.

Or some other person who’s frantically crying out for help.

No.

It’s me.

Only I

Get to be the most important person in my life.

Wow.

I thought I knew that before.

And maybe I did on some level.

But today, I hopped on the express elevator to the moon.

And from here, it’s incredibly clear.

I’m

the

most

important

person

in

my

life.

As you are in yours.