Today started as one of those days I was sure would be productive.
FYI, it’s a Sunday, and I am silly to call it productive and I know it! Nonetheless, I had planned so much, and for a planner like me, that’s what keeps me going. But, as life always screams (which I always fail to listen), “No plan is also a good plan.”
It wasn’t anything big — just small cancellations and I ended up staying home all day – which I rarely enjoy.. I love having a plan, and if Plan A fails, I need Plan B. Sitting at home, doing nothing, is not my thing!
By the time I finally managed to get out of the bed and decided to book a spa appointment for myself, it was already seven. If nothing happens, spa always happens!
But as I was getting ready, my phone rang — it was my mom.
At first, I thought, I’ll call her back once I’m on my way. But something stopped me, and I picked up the call.
And thank God I did.
What started as a casual conversation turned into a 99-minute heart-to-heart (yes, she texted me the exact duration after the call). It’s funny how life works sometimes. I thought I needed the spa to feel better, but what I really needed was to talk to her.
During the call, she told me about how excited she’d been about a cosmic event the day before. I had mentioned it to her in passing, and she’d shared it with her friends, my brother, and my sister-in-law and everyone she possibly met.
Then she said something that stopped me in my tracks:
“I made a wish for you. I wished for you to have the best life partner.”
That made my heart melt. :))
But what she said next made me skip my heartbeat. She told me she had also wished happiness for someone I’d been struggling to forgive ( I is me here). She said it so simply, so easily, “I just want all the happiness for her as well.”
It hit me like a wave. Here I was, holding on to resentment, replaying old emotions in my head, while she had already moved forward with such grace and forgiveness. Like it was that easy? Or maybe it was.
As easy as letting go of the balloon – that I was still holding so tight, and so tight that I was hurting myself without any realization.
It also made me realize how much unnecessary weight I’d been carrying —emotions, grudges, and moments that no longer existed. Moving on is not always easy because we cling to emotions longer than we should. Or at least I did.
But maybe sometimes, it’s easier than we think, I’m glad I picked up the call – and I’ll practice forgiveness more often. Not just for others, but versions of me that I didn’t accept before.
I feel so light.. suddenly.
Sometimes, the best plans aren’t the ones we make for ourselves.
They’re the ones that happen when we simply pick up the phone.