"There used to be a man that lived in a district not too far away. He would never really go out to anything they were having in the district. Always too busy. When people died, he would send them some money to help with the funeral arrangements. But he never showed up.
Then his wife died. He was beside himself with grief. And one by one, the envelopes started showing up - money from the people he had helped over the years. But no one came. They sent the money, but no one came."
Do not be too busy for the things that matter.
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