Family, Food For Thought, Inpsiration, Journal, My Past

Different Eras

Yesterday, I was blessed to be a baby shower of an old friends. I saw so many I had not seen in years, and we got to reminiscence about the bygone era of Ziba Music, promoting parties, out of state travels, being over each other houses all the time, I could not help feeling gratitude. Gratitude for still maintaining contact, for still having fond memories about the past, but most importantly, that we were still in each others lives. Sure, it’s not as frequent as it used to be, but it exists, and in the end, that’s all that matters.

This weekend turned out to be varying versions of remembrances as I heard my mom speak fondly of her dog who passed as well as the one who adopted her (our dog), and I was reminded yet once again, that sitting at lunch, around the kitchen counter, is this time that I will remember. I made note of it because I no longer take for granted that family lunches or dinners will happen endlessly. With old age, deaths now comes the realization that as each Era passes by, it is important to experience it for what it is not what I want it to be.

It’s strange to remember that Ziba music is no longer around, but it’s influence still present when I see my old music friends who bought many first legendary South Asian music from my father’s store. I count that as one of the major privileges of my life to experience so much great music, and to see so much talent blossom into great business for my DJ and artist friends. It took this past weekend for me to see different eras that shaped so much of my life. For that, I am truly grateful.

Happy Monday!  What do you cherish from your past?

Brownness

New Friends

I chuckled  a bit as I read my post about old friends because it seemed to me that I was done making friends. And then new people came into my life who I had known for a few hours, but only after a great trip together with them and my wife created a spark, a connection with a whole new group. Right away, it felt right, and as much as I’d loved working out alongside these people, the real joy came from how warm and welcoming they were to my wife.

But it was more than that, the fact we were invited itself made sense once we hung out because of how we all seemed to enjoy each others company. At once, no baggage, no awkwardness, just a willingness to enjoy a place together and share some meals.

Already, we are speaking about making it a annual trip, and I just regret that it took over three years for this trip to occur. I now look forward to many years of this new friendship. I am truly grateful and blessed for the company we get to keep!

Family, Food For Thought, Inpsiration, Journal

Old Friends

It amazes me how many of my friends are still in my life. Beyond gratitude, I often wonder how I got so lucky.  So many who are not just colleagues or acquaintances, but real friends interested in my history, and my future.  So many who i think of fondly and hardly ever a breakdown between us. Just sometimes, a long length of time of not communicating, but as we connect, it’s as if nothing has changed.

I used to believe that was only a few people from high school and UCLA, yet more and more, I meet others who I met at different times in my life, and the warm feelings for them come bubbling up. This past weekend made me realize how truly lucky I am for the people in my life, and how many I can reach out for support. I promised myself to remember that feeling the next time I feel alone or like a burden to my best friends. Or when perhaps I just want to catch up and reminisce about that one time when I lived a different life, and thought differently. A time when I was more ideals than practice, yet my life is not full of regret, just appreciation for the opportunities. So many roads not taken, but still on track on my journey in life.

So I take a moment to thank those who taught me so much, spent their time and energy with me, and continue to inspire warm feelings about them and my past. I look forward to the next get together, and chance to reconnect.

Happy Monday!