Friday, May 15, 2015

Humanity At It's Best

My dear friend Victor Morris went to visit my Mother in San Diego and sang to her.  He has a beautiful voice and we have known each other since 1996.  My Mother and Victor have never met.  Not many friends of mine throughout my life have met my parents.  It is always incredibly special when someone from my adult life meets them.  My very special parents.

My Mother is not doing very well.  Quality of life.  I don't want to write anymore on this subject.  It's a bit to painful at this point in time.

People like Victor make life so worth living.  Unconditional.  Giving.  Pure kindness.  I'm hoping I can pay this kind of generosity forward in the future.  Give myself the opportunity to be aware and open to finding a situation to help someone else.  The simplest of gestures.  I want to be like Victor when I grow up. 

By the way,  my Mother loved Victor.  I wished I was there to have watched him sing to her.  I grew up with voices like Victor in my household.  Opera, Musicals....all kinds of music.  All because of my wonderful Mother and Father. 

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