Take care of the talents you've been given - Daughter/Son

Time has a silent characteristic that few realize while they are alive: it transforms constant presences into memories without asking anyone's permission. Perhaps that's why a large part of humanity carries so many regrets within itself. Because it learns too late to value what it imagined to be permanent.

During their youth, many believe that their parents will always be there. Present. Accessible. Waiting. As if life would never catch up with those who once seemed strong, unwavering, and capable of enduring any hardship. However, while children grow up trying to conquer the world, time slowly marches on those who once held their hands to teach them to walk.

Few realize that parents also age emotionally. They too carry fears, frustrations, guilt, exhaustion, and wounds that they almost never manage to fully express. Many have spent their lives trying to protect their children while silently struggling not to crumble within themselves. And perhaps one of the greatest human failings is precisely this inability to see the humanity within those they have learned to call simply "father" and "mother."

The modern world has taught children to become financially, intellectually, and socially independent, but rarely to remain emotionally present within their own families. They have become quick to respond to messages from strangers, yet slow to listen to those who love them. They have learned to dedicate hours to the virtual world while offering only weary minutes to the people who participated in building their own lives.

And then life slowly begins to reverse the roles.

Steps that were once firm become slower. Faces begin to bear deeper marks of time. Certain repetitions become more frequent. Some frailties begin to appear. And many children, only at that moment, awaken to something painful: much of their lives were lived as if there were still infinite time to hug, listen, understand, give thanks, and be present.

This doesn't mean ignoring family pain, conflict, or mistakes. There are unprepared, absent, and deeply wounded parents. There are difficult stories. There are words that have left scars. However, even in the face of this, the child needs to decide whether to continue fueling cycles of pain or to transform their conscience into an instrument of reconstruction. Because maturing isn't just about growing older. It's about learning to look at life with enough depth to understand that human beings fail, but still carry within themselves invisible battles.

Many children become experts at pointing out their parents' flaws, but rarely manage to see the silent sacrifices that existed along the way. They don't notice the sleepless nights. The hidden fears. The renunciations made without recognition. The pain swallowed to keep a household running. They don't realize how many times their parents had to fight against themselves while trying to teach them something about life.

Perhaps because human beings often only understand certain dimensions of love when life itself forces them to bear similar responsibilities.

However, there is something that needs to be understood before time takes away certain opportunities: parents are also talents given by the CREATOR. Temporary presences placed alongside each child for learning, evolution, and the building of consciousness. And every neglected talent inevitably produces voids that are difficult to fill later.

Therefore, cherish the talent you have been given. Be mindful of how you speak to those who gave you life. Be mindful of the patience you offer in difficult times. Be mindful of the time you dedicate to seemingly simple conversations. Cherish your presence while it lasts. Because one day, silence will fill spaces that today can still be filled with hugs, laughter, stories, advice, and demonstrations of love.

And when that day comes, perhaps the soul will understand that some riches were never in the things that money could buy, but rather in the people who walked silently beside it throughout life's journey.

May God be with you and even more so in you, today and every day of your life!

Yedidyah