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someday, our meters will spin backwards

Posted in Uncategorized by thebreakfastdictator on 10/27/2010


It was a weekend of weekends. Two weekends before the third of my four siblings got married, we traveled west. Near Flood City, in the heart of Steelers Country. It’s beautiful this time of year. The trees are a myriad of different warm colors on their wooden palette, the temperatures are unnoticeable, football is in full swing and with the Steelers playing near flawless football, everyone is just a little bit happier. If Bedford County isn’t heaven, it’s close.

They say twenty-three is too young to be married. I say they’re fools. They say dumb things like “you gotta find yourself” and “you need to experience the world before you settle down”. Rubbish. I’ve been there. I’ve done that. It’s a hollow existence. I envy this 23 year old young man who in many ways is more mature than my thirty reckless years.

It was the last hurrah of bachelor-hood. One picturesque weekend of late night poker games, canoeing, fishing and relaxing along the winding Juniata river. Our number was fewer than expected, but it couldn’t have been better. Sometimes. Many times, less really is more.

As I grow older, there’s a growing appreciation for those who’ve surrounded me all these years. So many times it’s so easy to be so hard on our parents and our siblings. We expect perfection and are let down when they do not achieve it while we so easily forget that they, like we, are human. To forgive is truly divine.

Sometimes, it really is hard to say complimentary things toward those who are closest to us. We expect them to just know it. I’ve watched my brother grow into someone who I truly admire. And lately, I’ve finally started to appreciate my father. I realize I’m more like him than I ever realized and that he sacrificed a hell of a lot to give us opportunity that he never had.


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