The True Flex: Choosing Connection Over Busy


There is so much power in being surrounded by people you truly love — and who love you back. Friendship and family are two-way streets, and the people who show up, pour into you, and allow you to do the same for them? They matter. Deeply.

But somewhere along the way, we get lost.
The calendar fills up. The meetings stack. The schedule gets tighter. And slowly, without realizing it, we start skipping Sunday family dinners. We cancel the coffee date with our best friend. We say no to the event we were genuinely looking forward to. Not because we don’t care — but because we’re too busy.

And yet, when I reflect on what really matters, the answer is always simple:
People.

Because without connection, life is just motion.
We move through the day, but we don’t feel rooted in it. We check the boxes, but our hearts stay empty.

When we choose to prioritize the people we love — to truly see them, spend time with them, and be present with them — everything shifts. When we view life through the lens of love, we fill our cups. And from that overflow, we’re able to pour into our families, our communities, and our work with far more intention and joy.

So let me say this clearly:
Stop wearing “I’m too busy to connect” as a badge of honor.
It’s not a flex. It’s not something to brag about.
Being busy isn’t the goal. Being present is.

I used to tell myself I couldn’t take a weekend to visit my hometown because “I had too much going on.” But if I could go back and speak to that version of me, I’d say:
Your job? It will survive without you.
Your company? Still thriving.
But your parents?
They’re gone.

I would give anything to sit at that table again. To say yes to dinner. To take the trip. To show up.

So today, I’m reminding you — and myself — to choose connection.
Text the friend. Drive to see your family. Put your phone away. Be there.
Listen. Love. Show up.
Because tomorrow isn’t promised.

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