Some days, I feel so grateful about things in my life, and today happens to be one of those mother days. Today, two great, dear, old friends of mine and myself went to see Emil. For those of you who know about Emil, I need not explain. To those of you who don't, you only need to know that he's down and out, and needs a little help from his friends. While driving back to my house, Lisa and I just talked about things, about the way this crazy life seems to evolve, and shape, and in Emil's case, shatter. Lisa cried as we drove home, and the emotions that we shared at that moment overflowed the car. Just makes you so grateful for the whole, complete life you are lucky enough to have.
We can't fix Emil and his problems, no way, no how, but perhaps, we can make him smile, forget about his cares for the day, or for that moment, eat a turkey sub and drink a soda with some old friends, and laugh about the good old days. Times when maybe poor Em was a little more complete and whole; more so than he is now, that's for sure. His family is gone now, and he has no one. I come back home to my house, and there's about eight people there filling my house with love and memories, and laughter, having a good time, sharing their own subs...
Just a meloncholy kinda day for me, sitting here, reflecting about the luck of the draw, why some folks have to endure the loneliness and heartache of mental illness, the isolation from the "normal" world, why things are the way they are - who are we to ask, right? Some of us were just dealt a luckier hand than others I suppose.
Today, I reconnected with a dear old friend, Lisa, and together, we laughed and cried, and for that, I'm grateful.
Now, onto more serious matters: Whatever will happen on Desperate Housewives tonight?
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