Do What Matters Most Novels & Stories

Just focus on that. With a newfound sense of clarity, I push aside the shit that's been haunting me these last few days - the nudes, Maurice’s betrayal, Mom's cancer, my sister’s accusations, and now, being fired from my job - and I turn my attention to the one thing that matters most: finding a way to make money and fast. Because right now, with my Mom's treatment hanging in the balance, I don't have the luxury of wallowing in my misery.

The uncomfortable kind—the kind that made you want to move just to feel like you were doing something useful. "She spent her birthday alone," I said eventually. "Her eighteenth." "Yes," Kael said. "We can't change what's done," Soren added. "But we can do something now." I looked at him. "Like what? She doesn't want anything from us." "No," Soren said. "That's exactly the point. We do something because she matters—not because we expect something back." I scrubbed a hand over the back of my neck. "That's new territory."

he says. “I feel… less important,” I reply. He nods. “That’s not the same thing.” “I know,” I say. “But it’s adjacent.” He pauses. “Importance is a byproduct,” he says. “Not a purpose.” That sentence lands deeper than I expect. Because it reframes everything. We don’t do this to matter. We do this because it matters. When certainty leaves, what remains isn’t emptiness. It’s relationship. Messy. Imperfect.

When I arranged my mother's funeral by myself, he was not worried about that either. Yet when Natalie's mother fell ill, he was more attentive than anyone. "Alright. I understand," I said. Josh paused, then tried to explain. It was the first in a long time. "It's my fault this time. I can't predict an emergency. Once everything settles down, I'll make a reservation at your favorite restaurant, and we can relax together." I looked at the divorce papers my lawyer had sent and told him that was fine. Josh sounded relieved. He was about to say something else when a voice suddenly called his name from the other end.

The more you grow you learn that the image of a person isn't everything. What Matters is how they treat you, Henry may not give me butterflies every time his near me but he offers me peace and security. I never have to question his intentions with me and wonder where he is when his not home. We have trust in our relationship a very important trait, without it most relationships are doomed.

“That’s just him. It sounds cold when I say it out loud but it’s not. When he decides something matters, he’s all in. You just have to be the thing that matters.” “And you matter to him,” I said. “I know.” She smiled, small and real. “That’s why tonight bothered me more than it should have. Because I know I matter. I just also know I’m not always the most urgent thing.” She picked up her water glass. “That’s not a complaint. That’s just the truth.” “Has he ever said that to you? That you matter?”

You will, at the end, when you find yourself alone, you will appreciate the things that actually matter the most. Love. That is the only constant that will bring you the things that you need and the things that you never expected. So your story might end up sad; you might lose focus for just a short while. But remember that you are not complete if you have not shared your life with at least one person that mattered the most. We all are going through the hardest times in our lives. We are losing our loved ones to a battle bigger than us. But even if you do not believe, there are things such as hope, faith, and sparkles of miracles.

“I’m well aware, so before that next wave hits and you send me into a rut, I want to make things clear, Aeliana.” I shake my head, “We don’t have to do this.” “We do.” He nods. “You put yourself in danger because you were mad at me, and I’d never forgive myself if anything happened to you.” “Don’t say I’m all that matters because that's a lie.” “No, you’re not all that matters.” His voice softens, and I must be wearing my emotions on my face because he goes right into comfort mode. “You are what matters most, which is why I think it’s important to tell you exactly what happened.”

It was understandable and it was also something I needed to be honest about. “I’ll work on that,” I said. “It’s going to take time.” “I know,” he said. “I’m not asking for overnight.” “What else,” I said. He thought about it. “To matter to you. Not as the father of your child or the provider of the house or the person funding your advocacy work. Just—” He stopped. Found it. “To matter to you as a person. The way you matter to me.” The kitchen was very quiet.

Jean pondered and then asked, "If you want to do two things at the same time, but these two things are totally different, what would you do?" Jenny immediately gave the answer, "Do the most important thing, and never say that both things are important. There will always be a priority. It is impossible to be equally important, like the question that men are often asked- which one will he save first when his mom and wife fall in the water at the same time? In case of an emergency, he’ll know which is more important." What Jenny said shocked Jean. Her answer was right to the point.