So the sun is out....
And there have been a few more laughs in the past little bit :) Partially due to how happy my dad was that I posted such a beautiful becoming picture of him... love ya dad.
So I think I'm getting old and emotional... I almost, on the verge, cried today in a coffee shop.... I'll set the scene.
The holiday season sometimes brings out the worst in some.... Lots of emotions come up for many during this time of year, lineups don't help and neither does somewhat-organized-chaotic traffic. Monetary issues seem to get in the way of the true spirit of giving and jolly ol' santa claus seems to get accosted more and more every year by Pepsi and Coke.... Maybe though, just maybe, it's these stresses of the seasons that make the beautiful moments even more precious.
I'm sitting in a coffee shop. Across from me sit two couples who definitely share old memories and golden times of a few too many wines and beer. One lady, of the four, seems to have lost a bit of her golden memory and tries her absolute best to recover and remember days gone by. A few events happened whilst they were there, including a quick rush couple trip to the loo following a "well honey if I don't get moving I'm going to poop my pants"..... rushing ensued. Upon their return there was talk of burial plots and jokes of ways of dying....
Why did my eyes well up? Well with all this talk was love and devotion of the most beautiful kind.... despite the morbidity of death and losing one's self in any way..... there were these cosmic glances of love and respect..... Crystal clear blue eyes sparkling to one's "honey" after probably 60 years or so of waking, celebrating, depending on, hurting with, and living with one another. It just hit me how much strength this must take.... and left me questioning whether we (my current generation) knows this strength... knows how to garner this strength and cherish the people in our lives despite pending death, faults, wrinkles and creases and failing memories.... Will we ever get to feel what that strength brings? I hope so.
truckloads of love...
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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Ask those old people how they viewed love when they were as old as our generation is... wisdom isn't something were born with.
Ask them, and they'll probably say that they never knew how they had the strength to last so long.
We struggle for security in an uncertain world. Recall the walls I spoke of before. To KNOW beforehand that you have the strength to love and give, would almost make the process predictable and boring.
After youth has tempered the visage, and applied a faded patina to the memories, and you've seen and weathered the ups and inevitable downs of life... them I think you'll have the answer to your question.
Then... not THEM in the last sentence of the previous post. To clarify the modifier.
Hmmm...
You need to stop ease dropping on old people! God only knows what you might hear!
Are you coming this way for x-mas???
We are having our first "storm" of the season tonight. Wish you were here to share a glass of wine!
The girls had a comp this past weekend. Did great. Check out the pics.
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