Choices

When do we really realize that we are making things the wrong way? Does it has to happen something terrible or a tragedy? Or do we simply feel it in our bones. It was January 5^th, 2011. By the time I woke up that day I had received two texts on my phone, the first text was from one of my best friends telling me that we were celebrating the upcoming school year at his house that night and that I was supposed to be there at 11 pm. I smiled. The second text was from an unknown person and the message on it was the following:

Hello Gaby I hope you’re having a wonderful time surrounded by all your loved ones, the reason why I am sending this text its because me and my family are planning a visit to this orphanage tonight. That way we can give presents to the children living there and hope to make them have a special night. Call me if you’re joining us.

At first I was confused, because my phone didn’t recognize the number and of course by the contents of it. I ignored it completely. I rushed out of bed and went down stairs were mom and dad were waiting for my sister and me so we could have breakfast together. While grabbing a bite at my french toast I asked my dad if I could go out that night with my friends. Obviously at first I got a big "no, no". But after some begging, puppy faces etc.. I got my permission.

It was 9.30 pm when I was about to get a shower, I felt weird, like something “wasn’t right”. I stopped, and just like that I was replying that text I recieved sooner that day asking who it was? and what was the exact plan. I got an answer back 5 minutes later, and it was from an old high school friend, I just took a deep breath and started to get ready.

As I waited in my friends house front door I started to get nervous and anxious about this because I had no expectations at all. Finally I saw her and she welcomed me with a warm hug and ask me in. After a while we got all the presents in the van and left the house. I will never forget the moment when we arrived to the orphanage, and we got to hang for a while with all these beautiful boys and girls. As I left the building I felt proud of my choice and I got to think how valuable can be the things we make in an effort to achieve the happiness for others. That night, when I was in bed, I closed my eyes and smile.