Patrick Contreras

SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?" DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?" DAD: "That's really none of your business. Why do you ask?" SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour." SON: "Oh. (With his head down). SON: "Daddy, can I please borrow $50?" DAD: "REALLY?! If you're asking to borrow money for some silly toy or game, you can just march yourself straight to your room to think about why you're being so selfish. I work hard everyday to provide for this family, and this is the thanks I get?" The little boy went quietly to his room and shut the door. The dad sat down and started getting even angrier about his son's questions. "How dare he ask question like that just to get some money?" he stewed. After an hour, the dad calmed down, and started to think: "Maybe there was something he really needed the $50 for? He doesn't ask for money often..." So, the dad went to his son's door and opened it. DAD: "Are you asleep, son?" SON: "No daddy, I'm awake". DAD: "I've been thinking, and maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for." The little boy sat straight up, smiling. SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!" Then, reaching under his pillow, the boy pulled out some crumpled-up dollar bills. When the dad saw the boy already had money, he started getting angry again as the little boy slowly counted out his money and looked up at his father. DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?" SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do. Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you." The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and begged for his forgiveness through a stream of tears. Just a reminder to all working so hard in life to not let time slip through our fingers without dedicating special time with those who matter most. If we die tomorrow, the company we may work for could replace us in a matter of days.... but, loved ones we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives, having only precious memories to hold. Repost! We need to be reminded!!! #Priorities ❤️ Written by Jamie Fewell ❤️