This part of my life...
“This part of my life, I call… happiness.” That line from the movie “The Pursuit of Happyness” caught my attention and stayed in my head. Maybe when I feel optimistic, I like to think that everyone has one or two moments in life that they can call happiness. Today one of those moments came to me.
A long time ago, when I didn’t even care how old I was, on Sunday afternoons, my dad would say “let’s go el bajo” (center of the metropolis of Candelaria de Naranjo), in that important city… practically the only thing you could find was a bar or maybe “una sodita”…
A refreshing drink and something to eat… maybe a Fanta and a chalupa, and the time spent with my dad made Sunday afternoons the most anticipated.
When you’re that undefined age, maybe you don’t even realize where the chalupa and Fanta came from, or what it meant for parents to have time to spend with you… now that I do count how old I am and know exactly where every bite that I eat comes from… it’s time for me to be the one to tell my dad “let’s go…”
Midweek, my mom mentioned that my dad wanted to see “Angels and Demons”… he actually wanted to come to the movies… it was a bit hard for me to believe, given that my dad is not one to go out much… but he accepted my invitation to come here to see my house and the movie…
We arrived at the cinema with a chauffeur included ;)… in my car… so my parents could enjoy, as my mom says, “mis fuercitas”… a little lunch around … which no longer included Fanta because my stomach is not as healthy as it was so many years ago… but my dad still has room to eat what I can’t fit :P
Finally, sitting there in the movie theater seat, among three of the people I love the most in the world… I couldn’t help but think… “To this part of my life, I call happiness”…