The beautiful life

Its kind of funny how certain things seem to fall into place. Yesterday, my family went to my sister's to enjoy the holiday. Along with a BBQ, we were finally able to meet her husband's parents. They were in town visiting from Germany.

Frank's mom didn't speak A-N-Y english, so we just exchanged warm smiles and hugs.. Very sweet woman.. (Mental note: How did Frank come from such a great lady.. HAR HAR I kid) Frank's father spent most of the day chatting with my father. My father is a military buff and Frank's dad spent 5 years as a POW in WW2 in Malta. As the evening winded down, I had the pleasure of speaking to him at length. He seemed to read me like a book and bestowed upon me the advice I was seeking.

He simply said... "La Dolce Vita"

He said this phrase, and with a smile said to be happy. I only have one life and the time is now to make it the most it can be. He said he could NEVER get back those 5 years that were taken from him.. But he was living now..

This is an issue I have been struggling with. Recently, my life has been living me and I want to make changes. Now is the time.