I had someone tonight tell me that they have lost faith in relationships.
I laughed and muttered to myself under my breath "Welcome to the club"
That seems like such a tossed around phrase these days...
My grandfather turns 92 on Wednesday. When we surprised him with a birthday cake at my moms surprise party, he looked like he was going to cry. He stood up to say something, He started with a question, "What is a gift?" You hear responses at the different tables of friends and family members - all brought together to celebrate my moms birthday. He continued, "What is a gift? It isn't a present, or a treasure...no, a gift is this" As he points to everyone people started to look confused, "Its the gift of the connection you all share with each other...the smiles, the laughs, the memories. It is the connection you share that makes everyday worth living - and in my 92 years of living, I have been blessed with the best gifts God has to offer -- I love you all" Tears welled up in his eyes as he sat down to cover his face with his napkin. And for the first time, I saw him cry.
It is then when I realized, staring at this handsome aged gentleman in front of me that helped raise me, bounced me on his knee, flew me through the kitchen on holidays just to hear me giggle - that he was right. There really is no point in preaching to the choir anymore...Who wants to hear about someones relationship issues when we all have our own. Its one hell of fucking huge choir and we have all been there, are currently there, or are walking right into there. Regardless, we shouldn't dwell on the past, present or try to predict what is to come - we just have to be. We have to soak in the now because sooner than you know it, you'll be at that end table looking at your kids, their kids and hopefully their kids kids and you wont have anything to say...because you didn't just live.
Breathe, Live, Love. Happy 92nd Birthday Joseph Mignogna.
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