Wondering to myself..at what point did “Things” become more important than “People”
Sharing my thoughts..You know what’s important to me in life? People. The people I love. Not money..not things. Things…are just that.. and forgettable. When someone touches your heart..that lasts always. All these TV commercials, shows and misguided folks..that make it seem like “things” money and power are where it’s at..are so backward to me. The richest people seem to be the most unhappy..they have all the shit in the world but don’t know if the people around then are there for love..or money. Forever trying to buy more to see if that will do the trick..apparently it doesn’t because more, more more..is still needed. Now, nip this..tuck that..until they resemble cartoon characters..more than actual human beings. Yeah..that looks like a lot of fun. I won’t be signing up for that.
Memories..life..good times..unforgettable moments. Is what I live for. Like Christmas..all that shit that people go into debt to buy..to impress..run each other over in the store..by the time the wrapping paper hits the floor it’s either..unwanted, forgotten, unappreciated, unused, or broken in two weeks. I wonder if they call the biggest shopping day of the year “Black Friday” cause it’s scary as hell and you may or may not make it home with your “precious” in one piece…??
But Christmas dinner with your family…having your mom unexpectedly throw a bowl of cold macaroni over your head kicking off a massive food fight when you’re a kid..not caring or fussing about the mess..putting a halt to all the hustle and bustle and just “being” with the ones you love..now THAT is something to remember. Dressing up your dog to look like “Santa Paws” for absolutely no reason at all other than it’s hilarious..and even the dog loves all the attention he’s getting…After everyone has full bellies and tummies too full of food and love to do anything but lay still in a group and watch movies or play board games with an immovable smile.. and macaroni in their hair….Those are memories. At the end of the night..Making the sweetest love to your husband or wife..taking your time to love every inch of them because you have the TIME and don’t have to worry about jumping up in five hours to punch a clock…those are moments that will never be forgotten. The way they touch you..kiss you..love you..give you their time as if time itself doesn’t exist. These are the memories that will stay with you when you’re old and may not be able to do them anymore. You’ll always have the memories. Of love. These are the things that make me happy. They can keep all that other material stuff. This year..there will be one less “shopper” at the Walmart or any “Mart” to trample or run over with a buggy causing the cops to show up to bring back the peace..
I’m not about that life…and Peace and Love..don’t cost a thing.