I read a quote from Benjamin Franklin: If you love life will love the time, because that life is made. And it made me think in the time that I spend hours working, night without rest, and almost always for others, to so many things and so many people, and I wondered how long I dedicate to me? Many times I will stop to think about me? In doing something that is just for me? Even eating an ice cream or a ride that you like me. I may need just a minute, stop a minute in the day, as if it were the stop of the road, a stop that allows me to think about where I am and decide to turn left or right or still in front. Do many times we stop in the day to think about? The action pushes us, and we do many things without thinking or worse, we no longer make them by not thinking beyond what surrounds us in the present moment. And it is that it seems that we don’t stop and think. It will not be a mistake and instead of love life life as if we are we winning It is lost? And that fast-paced action, do not stop, do not will be isolating us from the best moments of the happy time we could spend together with our children, our friends, and ourselves? The non-stop do not will be preventing us to know better, to know other people and that we are closer to our loved ones? One parent told me that his son had saved the money equivalent to one hour of work to give it and to be able to be that hour with him. And a mother told me that his son wanted to be a TV so that they satisfied him that just pay attention to the announcer or presenter of question time, listening to almost without blinking. An eighty-year old told me that he lived alone, their children and grandchildren were so busy that it was rare that they come to see him someday, and added, the same thing I did when they were small.