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100 Years

By Carolina Sonshine on 07/21/13 21:59
Charlotte Observer

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Time as a commodity…most of us do not grasp how precious it is or how easily it slips away…  It’s a common flaw in our consciousness; we think we have more than enough time to do what must be done and all the things we’ve put off for later…


Last month John and I attended the centennial birthday celebration of a friend’s grandmother.  It was a lovely party and kind of amazing, actually, to look around at the smiling, happy faces filling the room, knowing that most were there only because this special lady had been born 100 years prior.


We made our way to the center table in order to wish “Grandma C.” a wonderful day and to plant kisses on her beautiful, glowing cheeks…


“Thank you so much for coming, it’s good to see you again.  Can you believe all of this excitement?!”


“Yes, I most certainly can!!  It’s all for you, as it should be!  John and I are honored to be here on this occasion with you and your family…”


And we sincerely were; how often in life do you have the opportunity to celebrate someone’s 100th birthday?


Seeing her dressed in her finest attire, hearing the awe in her raspy voice because of a big to-do just for her, unexpectedly wrenched my heart…  I barely managed to step away before my tears erupted and spoiled her happiness; in that moment I missed my own grandmother so much I had to excuse myself...


Later on as we collectively sang ‘Happy Birthday’ I felt a similar tug; I wondered how many of those present truly recognized and treasured the blessing of her presence?  How many would fail to realize it until after she was gone?


Several days afterward it occurred to me this was the first time in nearly two years I’d been around someone relatively close to my grandmother’s age.


While I’ve no regret about the time spent with her at the end of her days, I wish I’d done more when she and our children were younger, so they could have really seen and known the woman I grew up with.


Lest I forget this lesson, I kept a message from Grandma to remind me, saved from a random day in 2010 when she called to say she loved me.  She also said not to worry about calling her back because she knew I was extremely busy.


I hope to never cause someone I care about to say those words again… 


“I’m forty-five for a moment,


The sea is high,


And I’m heading into a crisis


Chasing the years of my life… 


Fifteen, there’s still time for you… 


Time to buy and time to lose… 


Fifteen there’s never a wish better than this,


When you only got a hundred years to live.” -Five for Fighting




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