The “Next Best” is to be cherished.

After the shopping is done, presents opened, and the day relaxes into the gray of the coming evening I am struck with a simple desire to do the impossible.

The phone number still works and the house is still there, filled with love, joy, and family, but it is not the same.  Aunts, Cousins, Uncles, Nephews and Niece’s  are all enjoying family and friends and the joy of giving and receiving but there is still something missing.

The family dinner is “perfect” and we are so fortunate to have fresh food and more than enough of everything.  Music and television are on, and an internet connection so we may share our wealth with friends and family far away.  Phone calls are made and even home movies are put online so they may be shared with our family and friends.  But still something is missing.

Memories of Christmas past and stories of family fun and folly are exchanged. Acknowledgement’s from the online world of shared good wishes are expressed and so we may peek into the lives of folks we may know but a little, and we share some of our lives with them.  But still my wish is to do the impossible…

I wish today, and every day, that I could pick up the phone and call home.  Not “my” home that I am blessed to have with my wife.  I wish not for the house in which I live today or the car I drive, or the trappings of work accomplished, but for a simple phone call.

No matter how much I love my wife, my brother and his family, my friends and extended relations, there is still only one call I wish to make.

It is this brief musing which I settle for to quell the missing piece of this perfect Christmas day.  It is the most simple desire for a son to call home and speak to his Mom and Dad.  This is the one thing that is impossible to do since they are in a better place.  These gifts of family and friends I have today would not be with me except for the teachings I learned from my parents.  It is Mom and Dad with whom I wish I could share this day and the fortune I have gained from their efforts in helping me become who I am.

And so I do my best to honor them by reaching out to others and doing the best I can one day at a time.  Being grateful for what I have. Striving to succeed to better my position in life.  And all the while doing my best to extend a hand and exchange a smile in the hopes of bringing those around me along to share the wealth I have been given.

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One Response to The “Next Best” is to be cherished.

  1. Wes Friberg says:

    Very nicely said, Ted. Though I have the blessing of still having both my wonderful parents alive, I know the feeling of wanting to call home. I guess because more often than not lately I have been on the other side of the world from them–and even our children. There’s nothing like that primal connection…or the comfort of just letting down all the masks and being able to be yourself while relaxing at home with family.

    I count it an honor and privilege that I knew your folks and were blessed by them and their friendship and generosity. Your reflections will one day, no doubt, be more completely mine as well. And in the meantime, I’ll try my best not to take the moments I have with them (like last night & tomorrow, along with my brother Skip) lightly or for granted. Thanks for the inspiration. Your friend from way back–wes

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