It is with a heavy heart that I pen this post. Most of the time I wax poetic here on subjects near and dear to me such as food gluttony, craft beer discoveries, athletic pursuits, along with assorted observations of NYC living with the occasional rant thrown in. I try to keep it light and humorous. This is not one of those times as my mood is mixed and melancholy. My grandmother passed away last week. It was one of those things that came on suddenly and I found myself on a last minute flight down to Florida just to make it in time to say goodbye. The week was a whirlwind of emotions as we quickly set up the wake and burial. She lived a long life at almost 95 years, and was with us all the time growing up as she helped raise my sister and I. In fact, she lived with us her whole life as my mom and dad took her in. She was always there. Loved and cared for us. I have been to enough family passings over my years but this one shook me to the core. My grandmother had a large family with six other siblings that were all my great aunts and uncles. Many lived on the same street as us, and all from the old Brooklyn neighborhood I was born in. Now, they are all gone. She was the last one. This is the first time in my life I can recall not having one of them around. It’s a strange and unknown feeling for me. I know she is in a better place now, hopefully reunited with her siblings, and much beloved parents. I’ll always love her and have so many great memories of my grandmother in my life. Yes, I’ll miss her as the tears are still fresh. It’s a part of life that we all have to accept, sad most times, but as they say life does go on. Keep those memories close to your heart and remember the good times. As hard as it is we need to keep living and honor them. Love ya’ Grandma.
This got me to thinking about my own life. So many of us are caught up in the day to day doldrums that suck up all of our time. Work. Parenting. Errands. The daily rat race. So many of us never take the time to exhale and actually live life. Do the things we really want to do. Discover. Adventures and experiences. Travel. Learning. In the reality of life we are all here for such a short period of time. No matter if we are 25, 40, or 75 it does go by quick, and before you know it the years pass by so rapidly we struggle with the thought of not having enough time left to accomplish our dreams and goals. Is this really the way we should all be living? Is this really was life is meant to be? Why are so many of us scared to make a move? To do the things we really want to do to make us happy. Fear seems to take a grip and holds us captive. Before all time is gone and it’s too late just go out and do something to change it. Break free of whatever holds us back. Make a move. Decide. It doesn’t have to be Earth shattering. Start with the little things. Do something to make yourself more fulfilled and happy. Feed your soul so to speak.
I have decided to make some changes in my life after this Labor Day weekend. A few things that I have kept on the backburner for too long. Things I want to do and experience. Before time runs out. We all don’t know how long we really have on this planet so why not make the most of it? That old saying about aging gracefully is a bunch of crap. I’m going to fight it kicking and screaming the whole way. Time to live.
In the meantime, hope you all enjoy the Labor Day weekend. Relish the holiday and have some fun. After all, having some enjoyment in life makes it all worthwhile. Eat! Drink! Laugh! Even if we have to go back to work on Tuesday. Bleech!