The Priority List

Everybody is busy doing something or the other these days or so they claim. People always seem to find an excuse for something these days, either they are too tired, busy or they forgot. Is it that people are shouldering too many responsibilities or is time moving by at a very very fast pace. To keep our lives in order, we often make list of things to do, the duties that we have for the day, week, month and year. However, when making these lists, how many of us remember to put our loved ones at the very top of our list? One of the biggest problems facing relationships these days is lack of attention. Some might hear that and think that some people are too needy but attention is a very important component in friendships and relationships. A friend or a partner always wants to feel as if they are a priority in your life they don't want to have to compete every single day for a spot on your list of responsibilities.

Not only should we ensure that our loved ones are at the top of our lists we should also ensure that we put as much energy showing them that they are loved as we do with school or our jobs. It's not enough to just remember them it's better to show that you do enjoy spending time with them. The excuse of being busy should never be used when it relates to our loved ones because we could acquire all the material things in life and still have that emptiness that only their love could ever fill.

Each and everyday I implore you to get up and set a list of priorities that starts with showing your loved ones how much you care about them. Make the time for things in life that matters the most.

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