Hi-ho and hello.
Well life doesn’t always go the way we expect, does it?
As I have stated prior, today, the plan is to spend a good portion of my Sunday with my good friend John. This is the gentleman that I have been doing the Memoirs with, and the more and more we have been talking of life and the pursuit of just living, I’ve been reminiscent to the past of my own.
I find myself grasping at straws and knowing bits but nothing to be matched to the magnitude of recalling a past like John does. 85 years, and he’s managed to collect most of the memories, unscathed, there’s names mentioned, with an ellipsis following, a showing of recollection just not a full scaled type.
It’s been a pleasure watching him discover himself through writing while also finding moments of superlatives to be had, an aid to the emotion and the lamenting of those lost in his life. But he doesn’t hang his head low, he laughs at the sound of death, jokingly striking the conversation of fears that may encompass life and the next adventure as, ‘it is what it is’.
It’s inspiring to watch an 85 year old man wanting to tell his story while also learning more about himself, learning the way he being who he was, is, and how it affects those around him matter.
Today was just that, we talked. We talked of love, we talked to life, we did do a bit of planning for the memoirs, but overall it was just a communication between Friend and Friend.
When looking at the second pillar and building upon it, while also maintaining an emotional value with an intimacy and empathy to those that are involved with us, is something that furthers that foundation. It stands at a balancing beam, aiding to the rectification of us.
At least that’s what I’m discovering and this is just day one of the week for pillar two this may just be a week kind of ordeal, I am hoping to maybe plan having my brother come over where we can kind of incorporate the conversation to building that fortification, more talk, and a plan on having possibly a day with my wife involved on here, and hoping Monday turns out well but we’ll see I’m going to actually be dropping that sooner than later.
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, Good morning and good night.
May the night, the day, the hours in between cross your soul and bring the life forward moving forever toward being better.
NOSCE TE IPSUM
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