ABOUT MY COUSIN:
even though i am only a few years younger than greg, he always seemed so much more experienced and cool than i was growing up (in fact he was.) he was this amazing surfer golden boy, and i remember just wanting him to like me. i remember one family reunion in ocean city, it seemed like all the cousins looked up to greg, wanted to be his friend. everyone wanted to be in on the joke with him.
years later i was on a business trip to new york when greg was living there. he came to see me at the stationery show i was part of. still, as adults, he had this special aura about him, this coolness and sparkle. i was apologizing about how little time i had to visit with him that trip, and he just kept his calm, smiling way and repeated "no worries." that is how i remember my sweet cousin, never wanting anyone to worry or be stressed on his account, for life to be zen.
i keep thinking about how i can best honor his memory. i don't have any answers, but i will try to keep "no worries" in my life as much as possible. and just thinking of that grin, that light in his eyes- i want to smile every time he crosses my mind.
POST SAN DIEGO MEMORIAL:
no one in our family had any idea about the amazing network of friends that composed greg's life. despite the sorrow, it was overwhelmingly positive to feel the support and love extended automatically to us. but more importantly, we were all fortified and so so happy to know that these were the people surrounding and composing greg's life. the fact that i left the weekend with a warm love soaking into my bones is a testament to these fine folks that greg chose and attracted into his life. we learned so much about greg, and now i have another way i can honor his memory: by living life turned up to level 11. i'll do my damndest.
even though i am only a few years younger than greg, he always seemed so much more experienced and cool than i was growing up (in fact he was.) he was this amazing surfer golden boy, and i remember just wanting him to like me. i remember one family reunion in ocean city, it seemed like all the cousins looked up to greg, wanted to be his friend. everyone wanted to be in on the joke with him.
years later i was on a business trip to new york when greg was living there. he came to see me at the stationery show i was part of. still, as adults, he had this special aura about him, this coolness and sparkle. i was apologizing about how little time i had to visit with him that trip, and he just kept his calm, smiling way and repeated "no worries." that is how i remember my sweet cousin, never wanting anyone to worry or be stressed on his account, for life to be zen.
i keep thinking about how i can best honor his memory. i don't have any answers, but i will try to keep "no worries" in my life as much as possible. and just thinking of that grin, that light in his eyes- i want to smile every time he crosses my mind.
POST SAN DIEGO MEMORIAL:
no one in our family had any idea about the amazing network of friends that composed greg's life. despite the sorrow, it was overwhelmingly positive to feel the support and love extended automatically to us. but more importantly, we were all fortified and so so happy to know that these were the people surrounding and composing greg's life. the fact that i left the weekend with a warm love soaking into my bones is a testament to these fine folks that greg chose and attracted into his life. we learned so much about greg, and now i have another way i can honor his memory: by living life turned up to level 11. i'll do my damndest.
posted by karen betz leeds- cousin at 12:23 PM
1 Comments:
Karen - As far as turning it up to 11 goes, this blog could be none more black ...
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