Growing up in my grandmother's house as a boy was always an
adventure when the relatives would visit. The food would be filled
with extra garlic, parsley, and other spices. The smell of homemade
bread and slow cooked tomato sauce would fill our noses with bliss.
The dinner later would fill our stomachs with spaghetti and
meatballs and our hearts with contentment as well. The air would be
filled with Italian words both good and not so good. The talk would
be excited and you always knew to sit a few feet away from those
talking so that a hand gesture or waving arm didn't accidently hit
you in the face. There would be more laughter, more stories, and
more jokes than you could keep track of. There would be more hugs,
more tears, and also more smiles as well. It was always such a
beautiful adventure in living. You could always feel the love and
joy flowing from heart to heart and from soul to soul.
I wish the world had more adventures of this type. We all need
more adventures that excite our hearts and nourish our souls. We all
need more adventures in becoming the people that God meant for us to
become. We all need more adventures in loving, laughing, giving, and
caring. We all need to share more smiles together, more hugs
together, and more tears together. We all need more family dinners.
We all need more simple evenings filled with talk and togetherness.
We all need to spend more time remembering how we are all one family
put here by God to love each other and to share joy with each other.
I hope that all of your adventures are loving ones then. I hope
that all of your adventures bring you closer to God. I hope that all
of your adventures help you to share your heart's love and your
soul's joy with your family, your friends, and the entire world.
~ Joseph J. Mazzella ~
[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool@wirefire) -- from 'Inspired Buffalo' (InspiredBuffalo@lighthouse.net) ]
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