For me, I think time is the most valuable. No amount of money in the world can make someone feel better. To have more experience in something might be good but would it really help. However, time, you can always give of your time. Even if it’s just five minutes to say a kind word to someone who might be down. Maybe those words made that persons day and that’s exactly what they needed to hear.
When Mari was in the hospital, I think back to that Saturday after she had her cerebral hemorrhage. No amount of money in the world was going to make my daughter better. No amount of expertise was going to make her better. All we had was time. We had to wait and see. However, there was also another form of time, and that is the time of those who came to visit us that day or called to talk on the phone to give us support. None of these people had to do that. Yet, they did anyway. Time is a valuable commodity. It can mean so much in so many different ways. Just on this site alone, I’ve written about time 9 times (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9).
On that Saturday morning when all hope was drained out of the room, my mind sort of became mush I couldn’t put a coherent sentence let alone any words together. I was asked if I wanted to lay beside my very sick daughter and take a nap and I said yes. Then I had my closest friend in the world to me stay behind. She didn’t talk or anything. All she did was stand behind me and rub my back until she thought I fell asleep. She didn’t have to give me that time but she knew in that moment I needed it.
So which of these do I think is important the most? Well, that would be time. There never seems to be enough of it and not matter how much we’d like to try to fight it, time keeps moving forward anyway.