I had a dream last night about Harold, an old neighbor of mine. Many times he would sit in his driveway and revel in laughter when he would see me play and interact with the kids. I began to befriend the elderly gentleman and I became to admire him greatly. He may have been old, affirmed, but within him lain the heart of a lion. We talked of many things, and each day we had was a gift for the both of us. He died many years ago, but his memories remain as clear today. Thinking about that taught me a great lesson. That friendship and love is not confined to age or family, but within the true nature of interaction that exists in all of us.I miss his counsel, not of advise nor of some need, but the just plain interaction of two people hanging out sharing life together.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 14:05:15 +0000
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