Life Goes On
I was in the grocery store checkout line a little bit ago, and one of the magazines had a cover photo of a very attractive and strangely familiar young lady. My curiosity was piqued and I read the caption “Following in her father’s footsteps”. There was a smaller photo of the two of them and my heart immediately experienced a curious combination of joy and sorrow. Yes I know it was television and some people called into question his good judgement on more than one occasion, yet Steve Irwin was one of my heroes for a couple of reasons. Aside from the obvious fact the had courage the size of the outback, the man had heart. In this crazy world that I’ve now walked for over 56 years I don’t believe any quality in a person has ever made someone more appealing or attractive to me than heart. Yes he certainly had no shortage there, and I remembered back to his funeral when a very young Bindy read something about her hero, and don’t you dare ask me if I cried. :’( I also remember the end as his best “mate” slowly drove his old pickup loaded with all of his favorite stuff, surfboard on top while a song was playing saying something about being a true friend, and yes the floodgates opened. Silly old sensitive fool that I am, I’m sniffling now and hoping a stray tear doesn’t fall into my keyboard. While I could definitely say that sorrow defines part of what I’m feeling now, seeing her photo also elicited joy by reminding me that life does indeed go on. I hate to break this to you kids, but life is hard, and everyone, and I do mean everyone you love will leave you. Some of them will even leave you far too soon. Sorry, but this is simply a case of it is what it is. Now as I’ve shared before, we can either cry our lives away in misery because everyone including us is going to die, or we can love those special people including ourselves every single moment of every single day. I don’t know about you, but as for me, it’s time to dry my eyes. It seems I’ve got some loving to catch up on, and I hope you’ll join me.