A Memorable Feast

My father was an extravagant sort. He’d orchestrate a three day celebration for his birthday. He'd order the slaughtering of pork and a whole cow for such an event, where close and distant family and friends, gathered to gorge until they could eat and drink no more.
I guess I have a bit of that too. Yet, it's never been for me.
Today, I will start to plan for a big feast in my honor.

No detail will be overlooked. There will be a catered meal of Peruvian food.
I'm sorry to tell you that is the best cuisine in the world; Lima has been declared the gastronomic capital of the Americas, for its unique fusion of flavors.
I want there to be music, spirits, and camaraderie.

“Life is to be enjoyed, don't be a fool..it is too short, don't you know?
I repeat, I want you to enjoy the feast...and to simply celebrate that we shared this time together. Don’t take for granted each day and squander it inconsequentially.
Imagine the sand shifting through the hour glass…each second gone is the present dissolving into the past.

Please…please smile and don’t frown. You think you need so much to be happy.
It’s not like that at all. You don’t need stuff…the good stuff is not for sale, and you’re not even aware of it.
I ache too, for you are so lost and mired in your problems, that you’re letting precious moments pass in worry. I only hope that I made a difference even on a minuscule level…knowing me.

With unending love,” it will be read.




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