After a couple very interesting and annoying weeks with a broken toe, I’ve got my strut back. Ladies, beware. ;) I’m walking a lot better…and I can’t wait until this thing is fully healed. Should be good times again. I’ve also gotta say this…as those of you who actually read this know, I don’t dive [...]
After a couple very interesting and annoying weeks with a broken toe, I’ve got my strut back. Ladies, beware. ;)
I’m walking a lot better…and I can’t wait until this thing is fully healed. Should be good times again.
I’ve also gotta say this…as those of you who actually read this know, I don’t dive too deep. Just don’t feel like putting it all out there, ‘ya know? And when I do put it out there, it’s usually vague and mysterious. But I won’t be vague and mysterious this time. I’m going to tell you straight out, as cliche and trite as it may seem. It might even feel like common knowledge…like I’m telling you something you already know. And you should know, dammit. But here is what I want to tell you…don’t ever take moments for granted…moments with people you love. Or even moments with people you barely tolerate. :)
Nothing really eventful has prompted these thoughts. I’m sitting outside the ER because my grandma is sick…and I’m also just waiting for the doctors to actually prove to me they deserve their enormous paychecks. But that’s not what got me thinking. As I was unloading a bunch of groceries from the car earlier tonight…and as I walked through the empty house to my grandma’s kitchen, it hit me as to how much I miss my grandpa. The stupid, silly sayings he had that would make me smile. The way his quiet manner was calming and warm. The songs he used to sing and the dances he used to dance. And it was sad when it dawned on me that it would be a while before I can ask him how his day was or pat him on the head.
We eventually move forward…but I don’t think we ever really get over the empty feeling of losing someone. We’re just left with memories and the need to continue living out one day at a time.
So live in the moment. Savor each minute. And make sure people you love know that you love them. All of our days our numbered…so we might as well make the most of it and live to make every one count.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
I’m going to keep struttin’ now.