Building a Story

I just came from a funeral... Funerals are not my favorite thing whatsoever but I've been to my fair share... Like maybe 3-5 every year since I was like 5 years old. 

Today was slightly different. Yes it was very nice, family spoke, the priest sang, music was played and so on... The difference was there was a band! In the mortuary, there was a band set up. 

Carmen was an extremely lively woman who had an extreme passion for dancing, hence the band. I had known her since birth. She worked at the Mendocino State Hospital with my grandpa and they all went dancing on a regular occasion. My mom always thought very highly of her and her family. It was a very nice service, listening to her sons and granddaughters speak about her and her life and all the really neat things that she did. 

My favorite parts were their stories about the dancing. Carmen met her husband one summer dancing, she danced late every weekend even when she had to work early, she even organized dances at our senior center later in life. The music played today was fun, old, good, solid music. And it reminded me so much of when I was a little kid and my grandpa was always dancing. It got me thinking about all of the traditions in families and communities that are lost over time. 

Dancing... How many of us can dance?? I don't mean rubbing up against each other and twerking... I mean actual dances, 10 step, waltz, old fashioned dancing?? So many of the stories today were about all of the fun times that were associated when Carmen and her husband and friends would go out to dance. 

Nowadays when kids or early 20-year-olds go out with friends all they do is drink. Is that really the tradition that we want people to remember? I've never been a big drinker, so for me it's not a huge deal. But I know so many people that can't go out with friends and have a really good time without changing themselves, so to speak. 

I think there are so many things that we are missing out on because we are infiltrated by cell phones, social media, alcohol, drugs and whatnot. We're missing those traditions to carry-on to children and friends because we're "so busy" rushing through life...  

Those stories of good times with others are what people remember... It's good to slow down, take some time, be with each other and enjoy that time... Because once it's gone, we never get it back. 

Make it a good story! 

Picture story: Remember when we went to the giants game and got hulk hands?!

Picture story: Remember at National Convention, it was Halloween and we walked to Joe's Crab Shack and we waited two hours in the rain and the kids learned to line dance in a downpour?!