Have you ever heard the old saying, “It’s an oldie but a goodie?”
This past weekend was Easter. In a religious sense, it’s by far my favorite holiday due to the example of renewal, rebirth, and hope for all.
In a nostalgic sense, there were so many great movies on as well that I remember as a child.
There was “The Ten Commandments,” “Easter Parade,” and “It’s The Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown!” If you’ve not seen these, I advise you to watch them and enjoy a simpler time. God knows we need it.
Growing up, I was never allowed to have friends over at my grandmother’s house, so I made due. When most kids’ heroes consisted of a much, sought-after action figure, mine were always Carol Burnett and Friends, “Murder, She Wrote’s” Jessica “J.B.“ Fletcher, and the Clampett Family, aka The Beverly Hillbillies.
In a way, I’m glad these were my heroes. You never saw them hooked on methamphetamines or cocaine, wanting to do harm to another human being, and whenever bad things occurred they got through them with humor, grace and love for one another.
Anyone who knows me personally has heard me say that I was brought up in the wrong era.
I would’ve loved to have been brought up in the 1940’s during the big band era with the live sounds of the Glenn Miller Band, and witness the elegance and grace of a time when men were gentleman and women were ladies. It’s nothing like it is today.
In my entire life, I’ve been viewed as bazaar by friends who I thoughts were friends for being different, strange and one who simply doesn’t fit in.
The truth is that I’ve always danced to the beat of my own drum. And if I had it all to do over again, I wouldn’t change a thing.
Why? Because most of my uniqueness and ways of thinking isn’t of this time, and I‘m proud of that. I don’t compromise and I never will.
I know this week’s story might come across as mundane or strange, but I’ve been referred to as a lot worse. The truth is that I don’t compromise myself and I never will. I’ll still always uphold my faith and God, love my life just the way it is, and appreciate such mundane things as spring flowers on an embankment, blue skies on a warm sunny day, and even the slightest shower of rain and the rainbow that awaits.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll find a good shade tree to sit under with a tall glass of iced tea, put on some Glenn Miller, and realize that “oldies” are “goodies“, and “goodies” last forever.