How it Should Be

8-20-2019

Normally I would dismiss anything that started with this title. I’d say something snarky like, “Sure, you know everything! You have the audacity to try and tell me you know something for certain?” In this case, yes I am.

On Sunday morning, Suzanne and I took a walk in a nearby neighborhood. Older houses probably built sometime in the late 1980’s. Some still need a bit of repair, many showing the pride of their owners. As we passed one home, Suzanne noticed the gate to the back yard open and a man and a woman working. In an excited voice she said, “Look, they have real grass.” You must remember this is Arizona, grass is as rare as a white man that can dance. The woman in the yard heard Suzanne and immediately called, “Come inside and look.” So we did.

The yard was beautiful. Sculpted turns bordered by trimmed hedges, a bubbling fountain, flowers, fig and lemon trees. A., the husband and C., the wife are both originally from Italy. A. had built an outdoor cooking area complete with a wood-fired pizza oven. They were from Napoli, Italy and he told us we needed to again visit and he’d make us a pizza. We stood and talked with this delightful couple for twenty minutes, neither of us wanting to leave. As we started to go , A. gave us fresh basil and carrots from his garden. He gave me a fresh fig to taste as he explained about an Italian breakfast – crusty bread, sliced figs and prosciutto. They again told us to please come back and visit anytime we wanted to. We have smiled and recounted the story many times since Sunday morning.

So that’s the reason for the title of this piece. That’s the way ALL people should behave. We should all be as welcoming, as generous and as gracious as that couple. We should be willing to take a few minutes to meet new friends. We should be thankful for the blessings we’ve been given and willing to share our joy with others. This is an absolute truth.

“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” Marcel Proust

Go well – David

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