Being Sixteen
When my granddaughter turned sixteen, I saw it as a big milestone for her. Last Saturday, a big party was held to honour her arriving at this important age. There were many people there who I have not seen in years. It was good to talk about some mundane things not going much beyond the general radar of how-are-yous. With some of the guests, it didn't even go beyond the feeble handshake. But it was all good to know such and such still lives; we don't really care how you're doing but it's good to know you're still in Planet Earth and somehow there is still a connection between us no matter how tenuous it might be. Yes, we all serve a purpose hopefully and it's wow that somehow our lives have been in some kind of tangent. You never know what circumstances will bring us together again.
Seeing my granddaughter turn sixteen, I realised that I had never really imagined to see a day like that and that carried a bit of surrealism with it. I am thankful for the many years God had permitted me to be in the flesh and living a life here on earth. I guess she felt that the whole world is out there for her, with grand opportunities, with many permutations of possibilities for directing her life and bring her focus onto. I was hoping she wasn't as confused as I was when I was at that tender yet mature age with the perennial question on my frowning face: Que seré? What will I be? Whatever it is, "Try to have fun. Otherwise, what's the point?" (Colonel Stars and Stripes, Kick Ass 2). I was hoping that there wouldn't be an Alpha Seiko S:a:r:a:o or similar crap that would pretend to give colour and meaning to an otherwise bland high school or college existence. I was hoping that she would find true friends that would help her along the way and that she would do likewise to them for that is what really brings true purpose to our lives, helping one another, building a better world, and realising that beyond this world we know, touch, hear and feel, is a world that's not only better but purer, billions and billions of times more beautiful, a world of untold and unknown perfection.
Excuse me while I kiss the sky.

