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Beeper in the clouds and a smile in my face
Today it would have been my dad’s 75th birthday. It kind of defeats the purpose to celebrate a milestone that it was never achieved, but January 5th will always be my dad’s day.
As I was remembering him today I thought of his insistence to help so many people. An altruist, he was one of those people that gave himself away to too many people. One of those larger-than-life figures, I guess. Not only on my eyes. He truly treated it each person as he or she was the most important and that happened with more than his family and friends. That happened with every patient he crossed paths with. To be honest, every patient ended up becoming his friend. In fact on the most surreal moments of my life happened at his funeral. So many people crying and saying he was their best friend and confidant. Hundreds, maybe even more than thousand saying the same thing and there I stood realizing that my dad was a man who belonged to the world.
Skip Forest, Skip... the sun is chasing us
It looked like just another yoga class, a completely packed yoga class, I should say. I was in the front of the room, squeezed between a wall and three fellow practitioners. The instructor began by thanking people who have sent coundolescense after the loss of her mother. In the process of recovering from this life-altering event, the instructor offered us a word that has sustained her in the last few days: acceptance. The message resonated inside my heart like a cathedral’s bell at noon because I knew that was a message I needed to hear. However, what shook me was not the opportune word but her explanation. She mentioned that while she had been grieving someone advised her that maybe it was time to move on. Moving on?