Life to Live

Well, this weekend, my family and I celebrated the life of my step-grandpa Wally, and it couldn’t have gone any better. He had his family there and a whole room full of bikers who loved who he was and how he lived his life. Through all of our stories and recollections of memories that we experienced with my grandpa, it’s amazing to see just how much joy he brought into each of our lives. Granted, he might not have seemed on the outside to be the biggest teddy bear: riding his Harley with the most profane stickers on his helmet J But he would give anything he had to help those who needed it and was loved dearly by his friends and family. I was given the amazing opportunity to wear his helmet and ride on the back of his bike with my step dad and do him justice by cruising on and letting the wind blow through our hair, living the simple life. I didn’t spend much time with my grandpa during my life, but I do remember he was the first person I rode on the back of the motorcycle with and the joy and humor he shared with every person he came in contact with.

I live every day of my life doing my very best to help whoever I can as much as I am able to. And that is what I want to do the rest of my life: help those who need me, whether it’s teaching, being a helping hand, listening without judgment, donating my items, clothes, money or time, or sacrificing my pride for what is needed for the better.

Hopefully, all of you reading this know that I am always here, no matter the circumstances, to support you and help you with things that are valuable to you in your life. My family and close friends are the closest things to my heart before anything else. And I will do whatever I can to help even those I’ve never met who need help in some form or fashion. Anyone can have a list of a million accomplishments, but all that matters in the end is those who helped us through those times along the way, and whose lives we were able to influence for the better. I remember my parents drilling my brothers and I about the meaning of important words: integrity, character, respect, honesty, loyalty, compassion, faith, and love. Still, to this day, these words are ones that I live by.

That day of celebration also taught me about what this life is about.

It’s not about living the perfect life. It’s not about how much money you have in your wallet or the bank. It’s not about working your life away. It’s not about all of the material things you have inside your home to show off. It’s not about having everyone’s approval when making your own decisions on how you want to live.

It’s about what you stand for. It’s about giving everything you are to help improve the lives of those less fortunate. It’s about doing things that make you proud of who you are. It’s about being grateful for the ability to take another breath, see another sight and live out another experience. It’s about having fun. It’s about sharing happiness and genuine optimism for what this life has to offer. It’s about loving those who love you.

Mom, Dad, Daddy, Angel, Chrys, Allan, Steele, Faith, Grama, Papi, Grandmama, Gumpy, Grandma, aunts, uncles, great-aunts, great-uncles, cousins, and my wonderful friends. I am more than grateful that you have been by my side through this journey. I have a long road ahead of me. But rest assured: I won’t forget to stop and smell the flowers along the way.

I love you.

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1 Comment

  1. To my beautiful daughter, as always, your sentiments and warm heart make my cup runneth over. The life lessons you took from this experience mirror my own an more importantly, they’re indicative of the immense growth and maturity you have developed as a young woman. As always, I couldn’t be more proud to have you for a daughter. I love you with my whole heart!

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