One of the most life altering statements I’ve ever heard in my life came from a childhood friend at a theme park, who I unfortunately have lost contact with.

Place: six flags

Ride: free fall

Person proposing the question: best friend at the time 
HIM: “Why are you standing exactly where it tells you to stand on line for the ride?”
ME: “What?”
HIM: “You’re standing with your feet exactly on the two foot marks while you wait, why?”
ME: I took a look at how he wasn’t standing on the marks but comfortably perched on the gate next to his temporarily assigned spot in line to wait for his turn on the ride. I looked at him, then observed how everyone else in line , including myself, was subconsciously programmed to follow an implied order. My response was a short “oh” but I understood. 

And just like that, it was like a door had opened. 

Why follow rules to the T.

I believe that people in life are binary. You’re either a zero or a one. My theory, however; is better explained by dark(representing the binary number zero and the absence of light), or light(representing the binary number one and overall illumination). In life there are a sea of zeros, all clumped together, behaving alike in darkness. Now scattered in that dark void are little lights with varying brightness. These are the “ones”, they are so few and far between, but for some reason you’re able to spot them because of their illumination juxtaposed against the darkness, creating a great contrast. This is what I believe to be the cause or why, and how, we find the people in life that we cherish the most. This is how I believe I found all of the individuals that matter in my life. I’ve gravitated towards them because of their “light.” 


Dear Isidore (Izzy) Malanga; thank you .

This man in the picture above is someone I aspire to be one day. Such wisdom, such grace, and such happiness.

Quotes by Isidore Malanga:

“In life you must move on, no mater how hard it hurts, because sometimes I catch myself talking in my sleep speaking to my wife saying ‘no I don’t want anymore coffee’ but I forget she’s gone, she’s not there anymore, but I miss her.”

“Way back when we used to court I used to sit on the porches stoop in front of the house and 9pm was the time to go in, but I didn’t go until 10, we took everything slow; now it’s not like that anymore too much exposure and too much promiscuity, there’s no more true love out there and if there is, they need to hold on. Sometimes couples, especially married couples don’t reach the seven year itch in a marriage.”

“My wife and I went to school together and we already said that we would have four kids”

“My brother was stationed in Japan too.”

“I had 13 brothers and sisters including myself, I mean what do you expect ? (He laughs) they didn’t have TVs back then!”

Today I noticed the greatest gift of all; it’s life. There’s so much to do and most would consider it to be in such little time, but a lesson I have learned from new my dear friend izzy, is that time has no end when you’re a happy individual. Time bows down to you when you’re happy with yourself before your success.

 Love, it’s something that you must hold on to. Izzy loved his wife so much, the fact that he still sees her in his dreams is the definition of what love is. He misses her of course but just like a child lets go of their childhood best stuffed animal friend, they remember it as they grow older, the love will always be there. It’s funny speaking about it now on this blog but a friend once told me “memories are all you’re left with” sometimes it’s the memories that keeps us all alive. 63 years married to his wife and 72 years together in a relationship. GOALS!

Humor, he has a lot of it. I noticed him reading or at least that’s what he seemed to be doing,  but to my surprise, he had been making fun of the people in the magazine. He told me this girl looks like she could use 5 deep fried chicken legs, his face became so red. 

Listening, something a lot of people in this day and age don’t know how to do. I sit there and listen to Izzy tell me stories for hours and I couldn’t enjoy it anymore than I did. 

Smile. Smiling is the best thing you could do, it’s like the appetizer to your soul before you receive the full course meal of laughter. When he smiles, I feel that everything will be okay, just because he smiles so much. His raspy voice reminds me of a child telling secrets to you in your ear, you must go near him in order to hear him clearly but that’s the best part ! His eyes are waves from all the seven seas combined. The color blue can’t even think about competing with his topaz iris’.

Communication, is what Izzy is very good at, he makes me laugh every time he speaks due to the fact that he speaks with the eagerness of a child receiving a new gift. He spoke to my grandparents with such happiness and made sure he allowed everyone to feel included in the conversations he had.

Observation, he’s so good at that ! He looks at different objects in the room to remind him of the past so he’s able to talk about yet, another story, and I find it so fascinating

Before I left I had to take this photo, it’s like a thank you for myself and to him, myself because of being able to relate to him and being able to make him feel comfortable enough to share his life’s timeline with me. A thank you to Isidore because he has allowed me to see how much more living I have to-correction, I must do. 

December 15th, 1925 is the day that Isidore had been born. He’s 91 years old and is still kicking. What a bad ass to meet . 

Butterflies part one 

Your laughter reminds me of cherry blossoms so pink and light

I’m so pathetic for wanting to listen to you laugh all night.

They hop up and down, within me, inside of me.

They creep around when you’re near, they bubble inside me like the presence of fear.

I’m excited to see this, but very scared

For you’re my happiness, you’re always spared.

There’s not one time, or two times, or three times I don’t think of you in an hour let alone a day,

Maybe just maybe these butterflies will go away.

Until then I’ll accept them as they come

I beg of you, please oh please, don’t tell me you’re done 

The essence of sound 

The essence of sound is something that vibrates not only through your ear drums but through your body, soul and mind… 

If you believe in that..

But to each his own

Sound is something that catches you off gaurd .. it could easily be someone’s voice or maybe even a garbage can’s top clanking when it’s put on the can itself to keep it closed..  

sound is something that we all take for granted .. 

I can be accounted guilty for this, my favorite sound is when the fire snaps while burning the wood during a roasting of a marshmallow…or if you’d like me to get a little more specific, I like to hear people speak while they’re on the microphone and the fact that when they pronounce a word with the ‘p’ sound it comes out so aggressively, sort of like when a linebacker tackles someone.. but still and yet I still find it so fascinating.. it’s the simplest sounds that set you on a rampage.. but that is what matters the most . You like it so let it be … am I right ? 

Butterflies part two …

So I’ve come to the realization that these butterflies come from me,

It’s something I feel not see.

I mean you could definitely be the cause of it but I’m at fault too,

Because there’s me, and then there’s, well.. then there’s you.

I’m so flabbergasted by how I totally thought about this excessively,

Because you’re right there in front of me.

But it’s surely fine I’m okay now;

While I sit here figuring things out

Like how I’m okay with not having butterflies anymore

Because they flew right out the door

See you didn’t do anything wrong

I just knew I’d be settled, okay, alright, all along.

I’m thankful, you should know that

Tomorrow we make bigger memories and that’s a known fact.