Mel Gibson is such a Badass!!
Ok so last night, we partied at Baypoint with Kevin's amazing friend Jimbo! Well before we REALLY started drinking, we started watching "The Patriot." It was right at the part when he looses his second oldest son. (If you haven't seen the movie yet...you should be shot too!) Then we came to the conclusion that Mel Gibson is such a badass! A badass who cries when he needs to. It's like...Ok Badass, let's see some tears! I mean if you have seen this movie, Mel Gibson is just too badass to be in the colonial era. He takes out an entire platoon by himself and two way too good 10 year olds. But then he just goes to town on that guy with the hatchet. It's just AMAZING!
Ok so this post is just a plot for me to update my blog. I really don't have anything else to say other then we had a blast the other night and we are SO doing it again in two weeks. And JIMBO will so be there.
Keep On Rocking In The Free World.
....If You Love Someone, Let Them Know....
Simple right? Yet why is it that we never follow that saying? I am not writing this post for sympathy, it is rather a warning to anyone who reads it and loves someone.
Winter has always been the season of death. The trees are dead, and everyone is waiting for spring, the birth of new life. Well for me, winter has in fact always been the season of death. Three Years ago, Grandma Gage died. Last year, Grandma Walsh died. And now this year, my Great Uncle Bob Callahan has died. It came out of no where, he had one kemo treatment, and then came down with complication and died this morning of a blood clot. Hard way to go for a man that was so proud that he wouldn't let anyone visit (minus his immediate family) because he didn't want people seeing him that way. Image that, on his death bed, he was as stubborn as ever. But that was him, much like any other man from his generation.
I was never close to him, but I always loved him. He loved kids and was the fun "grandfather" to every kid around. I never met my grandfather on my fathers side, and he was always there for my brother and I. He was also a father to my father. My grandfather died when my father was my age, and Uncle Bob was always there for my dad. I saw him at Thanksgiving, and he was cheerful and happy. Flash forward to now, not even two months, and he is gone. It pains me, because I was never sentimental with him, because there was never a chance to be. But looking back on it now, why did I need a chance to be sentimental? Why couldn't I just tell him that he filled a void in everyone's life. He brought joy to our hearts and he was always welcoming us into his home for the holidays.
This is the same mistake I made with my grandmother. There is no need to keep it inside! If I cared less about what others might think if I express my feelings to some, then I wouldn't be filled with the guilt that I carry today. He was such a part of that family and his void will be painfully noticed. I was never as close to him as I would have wanted, but I will certainly miss him and feel guilt for not doing more while he was alive.
So I urge everyone, if you love someone, don't wait for an excuse to tell them so. Don't be afraid that the people around you will think you are being too emotional for saying something. Set an example. Show that person that you love them and that nothing will ever change that. Find the biggest crowd of people you can and shout out to them that you love that person! Don't wait, because someday, that door will be closed and instead of fulfillment and love, you will be filled with guilt and regret. Don't Make the same mistake I have made.
To anyone who takes the time to read this.
I Love You!
