I'm sorry you are feeling down, Zoso. I think we all feel that way
time to time.I'm not going to launch into my ad-nauseating
(yeah....I just made that concatenation up!) cheerleading schtick
and just speak from the heart.
We get no brownie points here. No brown-nosers siddling
up to teacher for a gold star next to their name. No one knows
who we are and that is the only way you are EVER going to
hear what is in peoples true hearts.
I'm sorry you lost your Mom. At 55, it won't be too long
before mine is gone, too. We lose people and it hurts. But it
beats the alternative of never having crossed paths with them.
You are great, Zoso. Over the years I've watched you
comfort people you will never meet. The influx of walking
wounded never stops here, and neither do you. Your
accomplishments are profound. You have a talent/love for
music. My talent is limited to listening to 400 songs on
my iphone.
From what I can gather you are a master of (hard!) arts
(MSEE type) that to be honest I was never able to be
smart enough to be. Differential equations showed me
who was boss and I found an alternate way to make a living.
Romantic love? Being alone?
These are concerns of all mankind.
Suppose you find 'the one'?
Then almost lose her in the ER like I did last week.
With her choking on the gurney I would have changed
places with you in a HEARTBEAT. You will find love,
my friend....because you have a good heart.
You tell it straight to those that come here.
So I am going to tell it straight to you, Zoso. I've been on this planet
a decade longer than you have (kid!!!!!!) ; and in all my journeys
the only thing I have found that has any value at all is the
kindness one holds in their heart for others.
You lost your Mom. Soon I will lose mine. Thats the deal we
make with life for the privilege of living. If we're lucky
( and I have been very, Very lucky).......we get to cross paths
with greatness.
I consider my crossing paths with you, on of all things
a hermetically anonymous website, a part of that greatness.
And on this day of thanks, I thank you,Zoso. I thank you
for your wit, your honesty, and your gentle good humor.
It is no small thing, this willingness to be human-----
in fact it is probably the greatest thing.
I'm not surrounded by family today.
In fact I'm in a cold hotel room 3000 miles away from
home-----and won't get home until tomorrow.
Highs, lows, differences in pressure that determine that sometimes life sucks,and sometimes it blows. I don't give a damn either way. It is good hearts that make the difference. Good hearts like you, Zoso.
Thank you for that today, my friend.