Perspective is beautiful
So yesterday, I did something I haven't done in literally years: I spent time with my grandparents. I know what you're thinking. "Lucien you always spend time with your family." Here's the difference. I went to their house and it was just the three of us. It was amazing. A Friday afternoon hang with Mom-mom and Poppy. If there are cooler people (not just cooler grandparents) on the planet, I have yet to find them and if I do, I'll conduct a survey to really measure and compare coolness factor. It's only fair.
What makes them cool? There are a couple of things. Their age (and experiences it has brought them), their world view, and their love, for one another, family and mankind. My grand parents have been on this planet for a long time. Both of them are about 80 give or take a year or two. They saw part of the depression, several wars, the civil right movement, the coming of age of jazz, RnB, Soul. They've only had one child of their own but have looked out for hundreds. What's even greater, they're minds are razor sharp and they can tell the tales about their time here.
As I kid, I spent almost everyday with my grandparents and I remember the names of people they talked to on the phone. As I got older, I would hear these same names being mentioned with a sorrowful tone. (Mom-mom has a certain voice when someone calls her about the passing of a friend. I could always tell.) It is strange yet, in ways, a blessing to see them outlive many of the people they have called brothers and sisters, friends, loved ones.
Having lived as long as they have, my grandparents have a way of looking at the world that only wisdom and prudence can birth. They lived through the simpler times of the 50s and rough seas of the 60s. They have seen the coming up of that "70s vibe." Now in this tumultuous digital era, they look at the world and world events through seasoned, experienced eyes. They see through the smoke screen of the media and the government and look for what really matters. What's more they are don't let the times pass them by. They're trying to get hip to the computer lingo. Mom-mom reads the paper everyday. Poppy is an avid investor. They have an global awareness many people at the age don't have (let alone African Americans).
The last thing I need to share with you is how they love. We've just passed another valentines day (I did have a date at the last minute. That's neither here nor there.) My grandparents have perfected this love thing. After being married dang near 60 years, they have it down to a science. You can tell young love because the participants hang all over each other, with the smooching and kissing and fondling. Well maybe not fondling in public. Maybe. But what Mom-mom and Poppy have is true love. Yesterday we sat in the living room for an hour and change. For the most part, they sat on opposite sides of the room. You'd think that's not a very lovey dovey thing to do. All it did was the fill the room up with love faster. Then you can see them being lovers on the sly. The subtlest things can be the biggest signs of just how deep their love goes.
The title of the this blog really tells the whole story. Perspective is beautiful. My grandparents have tons of it and are willing to share. Thanks to them for being who they are and thanks to you for reading.
-truth
revised 2/28/06
What makes them cool? There are a couple of things. Their age (and experiences it has brought them), their world view, and their love, for one another, family and mankind. My grand parents have been on this planet for a long time. Both of them are about 80 give or take a year or two. They saw part of the depression, several wars, the civil right movement, the coming of age of jazz, RnB, Soul. They've only had one child of their own but have looked out for hundreds. What's even greater, they're minds are razor sharp and they can tell the tales about their time here.
As I kid, I spent almost everyday with my grandparents and I remember the names of people they talked to on the phone. As I got older, I would hear these same names being mentioned with a sorrowful tone. (Mom-mom has a certain voice when someone calls her about the passing of a friend. I could always tell.) It is strange yet, in ways, a blessing to see them outlive many of the people they have called brothers and sisters, friends, loved ones.
Having lived as long as they have, my grandparents have a way of looking at the world that only wisdom and prudence can birth. They lived through the simpler times of the 50s and rough seas of the 60s. They have seen the coming up of that "70s vibe." Now in this tumultuous digital era, they look at the world and world events through seasoned, experienced eyes. They see through the smoke screen of the media and the government and look for what really matters. What's more they are don't let the times pass them by. They're trying to get hip to the computer lingo. Mom-mom reads the paper everyday. Poppy is an avid investor. They have an global awareness many people at the age don't have (let alone African Americans).
The last thing I need to share with you is how they love. We've just passed another valentines day (I did have a date at the last minute. That's neither here nor there.) My grandparents have perfected this love thing. After being married dang near 60 years, they have it down to a science. You can tell young love because the participants hang all over each other, with the smooching and kissing and fondling. Well maybe not fondling in public. Maybe. But what Mom-mom and Poppy have is true love. Yesterday we sat in the living room for an hour and change. For the most part, they sat on opposite sides of the room. You'd think that's not a very lovey dovey thing to do. All it did was the fill the room up with love faster. Then you can see them being lovers on the sly. The subtlest things can be the biggest signs of just how deep their love goes.
The title of the this blog really tells the whole story. Perspective is beautiful. My grandparents have tons of it and are willing to share. Thanks to them for being who they are and thanks to you for reading.
-truth
revised 2/28/06
posted by thetruthspeaks at 11:16 AM
1 Comments:
"wisdom and prudence can birth"--thats prophetic my brother from another mother....hehehe
Post a Comment
<< Home