Do What Matters Most Novels & Stories

Because of what you can do, starting today, with whatever you have, in whatever room you happen to be standing in. *That is the whole secret. There is no larger secret than this. Notice who is unseen. Do something about it, with whatever you have. Keep doing it. The rest follows, not because you plan it to, but because that is simply what happens when enough people, across enough generations, keep choosing to see and to act.* *I was an omega who was told, for years, that I did not matter. I was wrong to believe it, and the world was wrong to tell me. But I did not know I was wrong until I started acting as though I mattered, and the world, slowly, began agreeing.*

"Then don't pretend. Just be honest about how much of a factor it is." Over the next week, I do something I've never done before. I make a pros and cons list, but instead of outcomes, I list values. What matters most to me: Impact and purpose in my work Building something lasting Autonomy and independence Being with Damien Not repeating old patterns Financial security Professional growth Personal integrity Then I rank them. Force myself to actually prioritize instead of pretending everything matters equally. Impact and purpose: 1 Being with Damien: 2 Personal integrity: 3 Autonomy: 4

“Not just you. The pack. The people I was supposed to be serving.” I held the phone and said nothing. “I filed the challenge because I wanted to matter,” she said. “You know that. I said it.” She paused. “I have been thinking about what mattering actually means since I said it.” Another pause. “It turns out mattering is not the same as being the one who changes the outcome of things. Mattering is being useful to something real.” She paused. “I am thirty-one years old and I have spent the past six years being decorative and strategic and I have not been useful to anything real in all of that time.”

“You’re good at that stuff. You like being in the middle of everything.” Mike scoffed. “That’s not my job. This is your life.” “Yeah,” I replied. “Which is exactly why I’m not turning it into a group project.” There was a beat of silence. “So that’s it? You’re just going to float through it and let everyone else figure out the details?” Mike said. “No,” I said. “I’m going to focus on what matters.” “And what’s that?” “Not this,” I said quietly. “You’re impossible,” I said.

And yet, here I was, standing in front of these people, declaring my feelings, putting my reputation on the line—and she wouldn’t even look at me. I exhaled slowly, steadying myself. This wasn’t about grand gestures or dramatic confessions. It wasn’t about proving anything to the people around me. It was about her. I turned back to the group, my voice firm. “You ask me what happens if I lose everything. But the truth is, I’ve already found what matters most – people lose everything every day. I’ll survive, especially when I’ve found what is important.” Another murmur spread through the table, laced with intrigue and disbelief.

The air became heavy. I could see them all staring at me like mad people. They were threatening me in my fathers company. Was that what this was? “Let me see if I understand you correctly. It seems there are a few things that do not matter: my performance doesn’t matter; the numbers don’t matter; the contracts I have signed don’t matter. The only thing that does matter is whether or not you approve of the person with whom I share my life.” Reynolds sneered. “Stop twisting it.”

“God, Maya. What do I do?” “First,” she said, “you breathe. Because spiraling isn’t going to fix this.” I inhaled shakily, trying to follow her advice. My chest still felt like it was caving in. “And second?” I asked. She sighed. “Second, you figure out what matters most. Him or keeping your world intact.” Her words landed like a slap. I stared at her, the tears spilling again. “What if I want both?” “Then you better be ready to fight,” she said simply.

"Nope. This whole time, I wanted to stay focused on what mattered most to me at the time." "At the time?" "Yeah. My priorities changed as time went by and as I went through different trials in life. When I was in the Marines, that mattered the most to me. When I was in college, getting my degree mattered the most. When I started my career, becoming a successful businessman mattered the most. Now, you mean the most to me." Adam looked at me with a smile and kissed my cheek. "You always will." I smiled as Adam rubbed his face against mine. I knew he meant what he said, and I didn't doubt that he cared about me as much as he said.

It’s a beautiful day for a dark conversation. Pain has marred his brow and turned his face to dark granite. I step closer to him and slide my palm against his cheek. His jaw is stubbly beneath my hand. With the slightest bit of pressure, I turn him back to me and meet his hard gaze. “You’re right in one way,” I tell him softly. “The world is random. Chaotic. Brutal. That’s enough to make a person think nothing matters. But things can matter—people can matter—if you decide they do. If you give meaning to things and fight for what you believe in, then things do matter.”

Before we get into all the nice things, have decided where you want to work for because it's important to me and I need to know , it's important that I know where we stand " What do you want " It matters to me what you want I took a deep breath and looked at him seriously ©#KCMmuoe