Monday Smiles – 7/25/2010

It’s Sunday night.   My wife and I are alone in our Little House in the Desert with the air-conditioning turned way down.   We’ve both already had a long nap. Tomorrow morning there will be no little dog … or little kids … to wake us at six am.   We’ll sleep in and have a quiet breakfast with no one negotiating for another pop tart or a bite of our bagels.  We’ll get on the road sometime after noon headed from Queen Creek AZ … where the high temperature is predicted to be 102 degrees … to Socal, where it’s supposed to be 84.   We’ll make the trip a little date,  stopping at an Italian restaurant we know in La Quinta and we’ll be home by early evening.  We’re ready to get back to our own routines and sleep in our own beds.   Tomorrow morning I’ll be in my park and tomorrow night, in my Tuesday Men’s group.    Hopefully within the next few days, Ill have lunch with my good friends, Truck and Ron.   These are things that make me tick.  Smiles, right?

Well, yes.  But this morning, my wife asked me if I was going to go through withdrawal.   I will.   Grandkid withdrawal usually hits as we pass the exit to my daughter’s house on the way home.  They grow so fast and I love them so much.  I got an email from my brother today saying that he hasn’t really processed the sadness over our Dad’s passing, that he feels like it’s trapped inside him.   I understand.  I was that way when my Mom passed twenty years ago.   I think that writing … and reading … my Dad’s eulogy helped me process my sadness but I’m also sure that sometimes, alone in the park, it will come again.   Truthfully, would I want the grieving for someone I’ve loved for a million years to pass quickly?  Or to feel anything but sadness when I leave my grandchildren?

Sorry to be somber in Monday Smiles, but too often in our instant gratification, don’t-worry-be-happy society, we forget that smiles and tears are the opposite sides of the same coin.  As Kahlil Gibran says in The Prophet,

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

So, yeah.  It’s Monday and I’m smiling.   I hope you are, too.

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3 Comments on “Monday Smiles – 7/25/2010”

  1. Oscar Says:

    Sounds like a pleasant trip home. I know that sadness having lost both my parents. Plus the grandchildren withdrawl. They lived with me for 5 years and now live in Florida. so now I only see them a few times a year… It kills you. Hopefully you made a detour.

  2. territerri Says:

    Well, it’s now Tuesday night, but I’m smiling. I’m glad you enjoyed your time with the grandkids and glad you are looking forward to being able to relax a bit again. And yes, your time apart will make it that much sweeter when you see them again.

  3. undividing Says:

    I’m new to your blog, but I’m appreciating it more and more. Thanks for taking the time to share your thoughts and experiences.

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