Tell me ONE thing really close to your HEART

[Daniel Becerra]

Hi. Last night, I had an amazing experience. Four individuals that I know and I happen to be on the same place at the same time. They barely knew one another, some knew each other more than the rest, but I knew all of them decently enough. At one moment I stopped and say "Time out. I want to ask ALL OF YOU one question and I'd really appreciate it if you answer it". They all agreed. I must mention that it was in the middle of some laughter and it occurred to me in that particular moment. I hadn't planned it all day or anything. I asked again to make sure I had everyone's attention. I did.

I say, since 'Linda' is the youngest, I'll ask her first. "What is one thing really close to your heart?". She looked me a bit confused and then she exclaiming with half a smile and half surprise "How on earth am I suppose to answer that!?". My witty ass said "With words. I hope". Then Mike, the other guy who knew her a bit, said "With words in English. Not in Dutch". Of course, she was Dutch. She thought about it for a minute and I could actually begin to feel a tension building up. I said 'Do you want me to come back to you?". Then she said, almost ignoring my question "I don't know how to put in English" - to which I responded 'Take your time' and added 'Would you like to skip over? I'll make sure to come back to you'. She said 'Yes, please'.

It was Mike's turn. You see, Mike doesn't like to get too sentimental. He hates it as a matter of fact. "I hate crying, man. It makes me feel so stupid. That's why I never cry". He confessed this to me later, in an attempt to play things off a bit. I thought it was funny how he justified he never crying. I asked Mike, "What's one thing really close to your heart, Mike?". Without hesitation, he mentioned "My family". I actually knew this about Mike. His family is everything to him, even when his father says the best thing for him to do is to join the Army, because he doesn't have a future here; and even when his sister supports his father. His mother is in Pennsylvania and he misses her very much. His family is everything to him, period. "They mean everything to me, man". What would you do for them, Mike? I asked. "Anything". He said it with a conviction that left me to ask no more questions. He wasn't the type of guy to get the least emotional at any moment, but I knew what he was hiding. "Thank you, brother" I said smiling. Anytime, said Mike.

"Ask me. Ask ME" said Natalie, more like a girl in school who knew the answer to the question the teacher was asking . She is a gorgeous, super tall, goofy girl, and probably one of the nicest girls I've met. "Alright, Natalie. Since you're super anxious, I'll ask you - Tell me one thing really close to your heart". "My Madea" she said it with such a big smile and excitement that it was clear that she meant it, although I had no idea what 'Madea' meant. "Your what?". "My Grandma, Daniel. She's 91!" she added "We call her Madea" and then "Oh, my grandpa too! Except that he passed away in 99". So I asked "Did they raise you?". "Well, I grew up with my entire family, but I love them to death. They are really fun". I continued with "Cool. Now, if you had one day with them to do whatever you want. What would you do? Where would you go?" She thought about it for five seconds. I loved her enthusiasm. "I would just go to her house (Grandma's) and sit down with her and listen to her stories. She always told us stories. It's always interesting because she lived through the Great Depression, the War, and all of that" She continued "She told me there was no job and almost no food.". To which I responded "She lived through the Great Depression, that's right. That's gotta be awesome to hear from". She simply said "Yep". I added 'And we complain about this recession, right?' Tell me about it, she said. "Alright, Thank you, Nat. You're adorable".

"Melody, it's your turn. Do you mind answering the question?" I asked. She took her time to respond. "You already know, hun. But I'll say it anyway" She was right, I already knew the answer to my question. There was doubt in my mind that the closest things to her heart were... "My sons, I would do anything for them." Melody is a mother of two. She's 29 years old and surviving from paycheck to paycheck. It flashed into my mind when she told me weeks ago "Working to this company is not exactly the job dream I wanted to do, but it helps me keep my sons alive and well off". Back into the conversation, I asked "If you could leave them one thing, just one thing before you part away, what would it be?". She contemplated the answer for what seemed like an eternity (which really weren't more than ten seconds) and she said quietly "A father". She was moved, by this time, and everyone else just watched quietly. "They need a male role model, right?", I asked. She responded "Yeah, besides their Papi (Daddy), but he is not exactly, you know...". I knew. The father of her kids wasn't exactly the father we all would want to have. "They'll be fine", I added "I promise" to reassure her of it.

"Linda!" I shouted while I smiled. She had a smile on her face now. She knew her answer. "Do you mind if I ask you now? Are you ready?". She responded "Yes". Alright, let's hear it. She responded passively "My sister". "I had a feeling you would say that, you know?" She laughed and exclaimed "You did?". I did know. I met Linda one night and after 2 minutes of talking, I said to her that I could see some sadness in her eyes. And I truly meant that. Although she smiled at first, saying "I'm okay", it didn't take too long to tell me about her sister who suffers of Anorexia. She went on that night to tell me about being really worried about her. Going back to the conversation I asked "I'll ask you the same thing I asked Melody. If you and her for whatever reason had to be separated, what would you want her to have?". Her answer taught me something. "Her boyfriend" She added "Since she's been with him, she is been much better. Not throwing up, eating better. She needs him". I see, I said. "Daniel. My sister and I have never really connected but I love her, I really love her". 'I don't doubt it, Linda' I responded. "I really care for her". I knew. I knew she cared for her. Linda is one of those girls who can care for people a half world away. Whoever wins her over will be one lucky man.

"What about you, man?" Mike asked. In between I had told them that I would go last and that at the end of all of it, I would explain to me why I asked them these questions. I knew my answer long before they asked me.

"People" I continued "My passion is people. Well-known friends, family, or just known acquaintances differ in nothing in my eyes. I'm learning and trying to see everyone equal" Bit by bit, although I get off track quite often I'm learning to love more. "That's what is closest to my heart. No longer do I believe in achievement, money, sex, cars, etc. That will go away once I'm gone. If there is anything I want to leave behind is a legacy. At least a bit of change in the world. I want to leave people with a better connection and acceptance of each other. That's what I want" And it's true. No matter what color, what religion, what sexual orientation, what political views - we are all equal. Death makes no distinction, none of these things matter when it comes to death, we all die the same way. Our heart stops beating and then Goodbye. And what when we are gone? What is being left behind? A legacy of love, acceptance, and truth, or a legacy of hate and rivalry? One of my mentors said it to me very clearly "A relationship can die physically, but it's worked out well while we are alive, then it will last forever in the spirit. The spirit never dies. If your spirit dies, you may as well die now". Think about it for a second if you must.

"Now, I told you earlier that I would explain why I asked you these questions, right?". Mike (per usual) was the first to answer "You sure did!". It was time to tell them, and if they can know, then you, the reader, can know too.

"A friend of mine" - Someone who is close enough to my heart and far enough from my mind - "is very ill. If she doesn't respond in the next three months to a treatment, she may then be dying" There was a silence, of course. And for a second, I felt like letting my eyes get watery, but I didn't. I got my composure back on and I continued "I feel extremely hopeless because all I want to do is help her and at this point, I'm doing nothing." Sometimes she is so closed up and it's understandable. She is scared. She doesn't want to give up dancing, even though her body may be asking her to do so.

[Daniel Becerra]

There were some "Aww's" as I spoke, as well as some stares of compassion and admiration. But I had to continue, I was very close to my goal, one that I had set at the very moment I began to ask the questions. "Beyond all of that, the reason why I asked you these questions was because I would like you to see that everyone has a story. People that we see everyday has a story and we just don't know it. Had I not asked you these questions, you probably will not know much about each other, but now you do and it was quite quick, right?" They smiled. "If we could just get more people to tell us their story or at least feel comfortable enough to tell it, imagine what a better world we would live in". No one said anything, so I continued "I think... that... we begin to live when we face death". Natalie said "I agree, Daniel". I continued, ignoring her comment for one second, and said "We fail to realize that no relationship lasts forever in a physical way. So if we just realized and internalized this belief we would all appreciate everyone else a lot more". Mike added "It's not that easy, man". I told him, "I know, brother. I know". I went back to Natalie saying "Nat, you mentioned something about death. Have you faced death or encountered it in a way of a relative close to you?" She responded "Plenty of times, but it's not something I want to talk about right now" and she smiled. I respected that and so did everyone else. No one tried to persuade her into speaking and I knew we were understanding each other a lot more by now.

Melody went on to say that she too had faced too many deaths in her family. Linda added her fear that her sister may go extremely bad if her boyfriend left her. Mike added that he needed to find his purpose in life, and I told the story of my mother crying uncontrollably the night I left her to come to this country and the shame I had for not crying and for not hugging her as hard. I confessed to them that today, I just wished to have her here one day so I can give her that big guy I didn't give her the night I left. We continued to share a bit more of stories and some laughs. There were some teases and some remarks

"I'm sorry, girls, did I bore you?" Almost simultaneously, they responded firmly "No" and I was relieved that they did. "I don't need to ask you, Mike. You have to listen to me anyway" I said laughing. "Yeah, jerk, whatever" he laughed too.

Death is a scary topic. It makes us uncomfortable and often we avoid it, but we forget that sooner or later it will get to us, no matter how long or how successful we are at cheating it. Of course, I want to cheat death for as long as I can, but if I accept and you accept that we can be gone at any moment, then we would appreciate our lives and the lives of others a lot more.

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This story is real, but the names have been changed for privacy and they might be changed again once I put this article on the blog. Now, I would like to ask you, what is one thing really close to your heart? why? and if you had to go today, what would you want to leave to him/her/them?

P.S. I hope it's not a problem that I posted twice. It's just the story continued. I had to do it because it said the post was too long. I apologize in advance

[lifetimelearner]

I hate being the first one to repond to things but I am learning to be more courageous

I would have to say I love your story it's very touching



and my answer is easy -
my kids


and I realized just now that I do not want to leave yet because I want to leave them with thoughts of a courageous mom not a whiner


but if I did go today at least they would know that I loved them to infinity

[Ralph]

Very moving story. Honestly, I came here with a plan to skim it and I read through with full attention. Thank you for sharing it

The one thing really close to my heart is personal growth. When I'm growing, I feel connected to my deepest core. It's the number one factor determining all my actions and desires.

[Angela]

You.

[Daniel Becerra]

Angela, you're the sweetest.You big flirt.

Thank you for the feedback guys, and ma'am.

You should try asking these type of questions to people "Tell me something close to your heart?", "What is one thing you can not live without?" and so on, within the first 2-5 minutes of talking and watch the results, it's better than "Hey, can I ask you a question? Who lies more, guys or girls"?

Just saying...

[ggwbach]

being of service to others.

that's dear to my heart

[cookie5]

My children. To help others or to be able to give lend a hand and not expect anything back. People.

[robds]

One thing really close to my heart?

My aorta.

(Sorry.....that was a hanging curveball right over the plate, too good NOT to take a swing at!)

[dhg]

Thank you for sharing!

Instinctively, I thought: love is really close to my heart.

[TonyToneTone]

My sweater.

[JGrace]

my purpose in life!

[Daniel Becerra]

JGrace, mind sharing your purpose in life is?

And TonyToneTone, mind telling why your sweater is so close to your heart?

[TonyToneTone]

Originally Posted by Daniel Becerra

JGrace, mind sharing your purpose in life is?

And TonyToneTone, mind telling why your sweater is so close to your heart?

It covers my chest? And I wasn't wearing a t-shirt, just a sweater.

[geekchic9]

My boyfriend is very close to my heart. He makes me feel validated, because we are so similar. Since he is a very awesome person, it convinces me that I must be awesome, too -- but not in a shallow way, more like in a deep and meaningful way. The fact that I know he exists gives meaning to this famous quote by Marianne Williamson:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Around him, I just feel amazing. I am learning how to cultivate this feeling when he's not around, too, and it's getting easier every day. I love him so much, and that is helping teach me to love myself unconditionally.

I am not saying all of this to brag. I am just saying this to help other people see that there is hope out there. There are people out there worth waiting for and living for. And isn't that what so many people on this forum need -- hope? I hope this post may inspire others to hang in there and find the right people to inspire them to find their purpose. After all, that's what we're all here for, right? To find meaning and purpose in this seemingly meaningless life?

I hope this helps.