About half an hour in, when I was getting cosy and almost (almost) fell asleep,my grandma's hollers suddenly awakened me..."Come and show us your email! Your dad sent you the pics from the operation!"
I went down half-sleepy and moody. "Is it very important? It's just a minor operation...Dad's got a stress lump on his neck and just got that removed...can't this wait until nap is over?" And with that I went back to sweet slumber for another half an hour. The cyst-viewing had to be postponed for later...
I was in for a rude awakening. How on earth can I put sleep more important than my dad's operation? Dad was probably so glad the lump's gone and I had to be such a kill-joy...
From then, I made this resolution that I will not mind being awakened from beauty sleep to share the little, special moments that happen. Sleep can wait; moments don't. Relationships are way too valuable to waste moments.
Finally,
becomes
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