KB3LAZ
08-26-2012, 04:01 AM
Spring has passed, summer has come and gone, fall is upon us, and winter is just around the corner.
Not only these past few days but the passing months have made me think more and more. About how trivial a single persons life or the lives of a family may seem in the grand scheme of things but how relevant they are to us as individuals. Though our lives may not be worth noting, historically, they all tell a story. Laying awake in bed last night, knowing that today I would take my parents to the airport I talked with my wife for what seemed like a life time. Talking times past, the present, and the future. Many conclusions were drawn, laughs were had and tears were shed. One never knows how much they will miss someone or something until it or they is no longer there. With each passing day goodbyes become more difficult. Which is why a see you later is much more tolerable than a farewell. Nonetheless it is hard. However makes you grateful that another day will dawn and that there is time to be spent with the ones we love. It is not until they have truly gone that you have to say goodbye.
Eight days have come and passed is if the blink of an eye. More so, four moths have passed with a single breath. Two years have come and gone as if a recent memory. As they say, time stops for no one (or is it slows?).
Ive had an epiphany, I am host to feelings that I now realize that other family members can not share nor understand until they have gone through a similar situation. Yes, they play host to many feelings as well but some things you can not truly understand until you face them. As I stood in the airport lobby I watched my parents proceed through the security line and fade away into the crowd. Rapidly becoming a blur they faded into mere shadows until they were nothing more than a memory. The realization that I had is that no mater where I live, here or there, I will have an abundance of family that I miss. As the one that leaves you miss everyone at all times as there are constant reminders everywhere. You have not the others to console. As the ones that stay behind you miss the loved one that departs but you have those close to confide in. Basically, with each day that passes we age and with age we realize more and more what our family means to us, no mater how dysfunctional. Slowly the realization sets in that you have but a mere lifetime to spend with them. To some, rather all, a lifetime seems like an eternity until we are faced with its end.
My wife said something rather brilliant to me last night, "Do not be so hard on your father. When you feel he is embarrassing you or attempts to enrage you, he is merely being himself. Once he is gone, those are the times you will miss." She is right, of course. Much like with moving to Spain, it is the little things that you miss. Those things that you take for granted.
last night was our reception and a good time was had by all. Everyone laughing and enjoying themselves. What more could one as for? The eight hour event trickled away into the night and was no more. This brings me to a quote of which the author I do not recall.
All things, for better or worse must come to an end. If it were not so then they would be meaningless. Or something like that. Basically, today must pass for tomorrow to be born. I had never given it much thought before last night.
Anyway, I have about 1200 pictures to upload to my online album. o0
Not only these past few days but the passing months have made me think more and more. About how trivial a single persons life or the lives of a family may seem in the grand scheme of things but how relevant they are to us as individuals. Though our lives may not be worth noting, historically, they all tell a story. Laying awake in bed last night, knowing that today I would take my parents to the airport I talked with my wife for what seemed like a life time. Talking times past, the present, and the future. Many conclusions were drawn, laughs were had and tears were shed. One never knows how much they will miss someone or something until it or they is no longer there. With each passing day goodbyes become more difficult. Which is why a see you later is much more tolerable than a farewell. Nonetheless it is hard. However makes you grateful that another day will dawn and that there is time to be spent with the ones we love. It is not until they have truly gone that you have to say goodbye.
Eight days have come and passed is if the blink of an eye. More so, four moths have passed with a single breath. Two years have come and gone as if a recent memory. As they say, time stops for no one (or is it slows?).
Ive had an epiphany, I am host to feelings that I now realize that other family members can not share nor understand until they have gone through a similar situation. Yes, they play host to many feelings as well but some things you can not truly understand until you face them. As I stood in the airport lobby I watched my parents proceed through the security line and fade away into the crowd. Rapidly becoming a blur they faded into mere shadows until they were nothing more than a memory. The realization that I had is that no mater where I live, here or there, I will have an abundance of family that I miss. As the one that leaves you miss everyone at all times as there are constant reminders everywhere. You have not the others to console. As the ones that stay behind you miss the loved one that departs but you have those close to confide in. Basically, with each day that passes we age and with age we realize more and more what our family means to us, no mater how dysfunctional. Slowly the realization sets in that you have but a mere lifetime to spend with them. To some, rather all, a lifetime seems like an eternity until we are faced with its end.
My wife said something rather brilliant to me last night, "Do not be so hard on your father. When you feel he is embarrassing you or attempts to enrage you, he is merely being himself. Once he is gone, those are the times you will miss." She is right, of course. Much like with moving to Spain, it is the little things that you miss. Those things that you take for granted.
last night was our reception and a good time was had by all. Everyone laughing and enjoying themselves. What more could one as for? The eight hour event trickled away into the night and was no more. This brings me to a quote of which the author I do not recall.
All things, for better or worse must come to an end. If it were not so then they would be meaningless. Or something like that. Basically, today must pass for tomorrow to be born. I had never given it much thought before last night.
Anyway, I have about 1200 pictures to upload to my online album. o0