Tuesday, September 19, 2006

4th

«Stones on my path? I keep them all for someday I will build a castle…»

Well… This phrase from a Portuguese writer called «Fernando Pessoa» says it all… No matter what troubles we face during our journey into eternity, we can all keep the stones on our way and grow bigger and brighter until one day when we will have a castle of our own, where we are master and lords of our own existence… Stones on my path? I keep them all… Do you keep yours? :-)

Where is the miracle here? Obvious: This man saw that even if the world is against you, you can still be – or – when the world is against you, you will have to be bigger and better in order to supplant it and keep on your path – just like obstacle-racing. It also enlarges a bright attitude towards life – you will have your way if you hang on to your beliefs. And everything that comes in your way trying to stop you just becomes one more add on to your growing self driving you into eternity. It would be something that my grandfather would enjoy knowing because he lived that way. Even if he didn’t realise it :-)

Let us delve into a little briefing on my grandfathers’ life: My grandfather began working when he was 7 years old. He would walk 7miles to get to a glass factory. To get there in time he would begin his journey at 5pm every morning – he used to tell me unbelievable stories about the strangest things that happened in those days but, that’s another story. After a few years, 7 to be precise, he bought a bicycle – what a tremendous joy he felt to be moving on a little faster. After another 10 years he bought a motorcycle and became the village most desired man – I still have his motorcycle and it still runs perfectly. Why did he become a desired man? I believe it is because he was faithful towards life and made his way even if he was born in the poorer side of his village – he kept on his way regardless of having nothing to start with and lost of problems to suppress, or overcome, on his way. Then my grandmother came - she was from the richest side of the village but a very cheap person when it comes to money – they got married and had two girls. My grandfather would help everyone who asked for his help in return of nothing. My grandmother would sell her eggs to her daughters – never gave anything to anyone – not even to her family members, nothing unless you pay for it. My grandfather would give everything he could on her back. My grandfather castle was built by him and had a hand from everyone he helped during his path in life – he still is the most missed person, for the right reasons, I can think of. He was firm like rock and never saw things with interest, nevertheless he always had stones on is way – even though he didn’t saw them that way – he really would see every obstacle as nothing of big importance because he was already living in his castle – long time before anyone I’ve ever met. He died in his castle with a huge smile on his face because there was nothing that would bring him down – not even the three different types of cancer, Alzheimer, Parkinson and so on... Why? Simply because his castle was too strong to be conquered by disease or anything else. Also, his castle was reinforced by those who loved him deeply and that could never change – he never did.

My other grandfather committed suicide (hanged him self in the bathroom at sunrise) when I was 4 years old. I can’t compare them because I didn’t get to know this one but, one thing I can tell you – he didn’t face half the problems my adored grandfather had. He didn’t built his own castle and before he could know how to, he just gave up on life. It’s a very sad story but a true lesson in life.

So, where is the miracle? :-) Well, some of us are true miracles already and I’m happy to see/feel it :-)

I would like to have a picture of my grandfather I could use here but, I haven’t got one yet – still trying to find them :-) They are somewhere hidden between my grandmothers’ things – she still lives and now, even if she wanted to, she couldn’t give anything to anyone, she isn’t capable anymore. So I leave here a picture of a beautiful thing that reminds me of the peace I felt when I was in my grandfathers’ castle :-)

I know he's still somewhere out there looking at me.


I know he is somewhere out there looking at me from his castle in the clouds, travelling by sunrays into my heart :-) Knowing true love, this is one man I truly love - I thank you for you have always been there for me :-)

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