Drdeathslover’s Weblog

I am a firm believer that we live in the moment, and each moment is nothing more, nothing less than a simple moment in life. Being that life can be so many years old, there can be an enormous number of moments. So many in fact, that people fail to understand what a moment is. It may be a nanosecond. But each moment, no matter how great or how inconceivably small, is a respectable memory.

According to how significant the moment is spent determines greatly if one will remember the moment or not. We take for granted the essential part of life that keeps us all going; breathe. Breathing occurs so rapidly that we do not think twice about it. We do not have to remind ourselves to do it and we do not recall every breath we take, therefore as essential as it is, it is far from being a significant moment.

This leads me to a story, because we have sometimes, moments that we may never forget. The smallest and most simple things in life may sometimes be the moments that leave a lasting impression on our lives.

My sister has just decided that her life destiny is to major in Physics. Now there are some people who may never figure out what it is in life that gets their wheels spinning and their heart pumping. Those people may or may not go through life content, with or without progression forward at all. I tend to always look for progression. I like to set goals and accomplish them and then strive for yet one more goal. I honestly do not believe that I will accomplish everything in life that I plan to, because my goals will be endless. A goal is what keeps me moving forward. It gives me life. My sister is much like me. She is young and vibrant and she is not content where she is at in life. She has a mind that never stops thinking and contemplating about the simplest units of life.

So she has determined after many hours and years and moments in life, that she wants to be a Physics major. She planned a trip to Cal State University San Bernardino, the very school I graduated from. I was thrilled and offered to accompany her for her very first visit.

While on campus we ventured to the Physics department. As we were being introduced to some machines that are capable of exploring fuel cells, a young man walked in the small room that we were standing. Amongst our curiosity of the new toys in the lab, my sister ventured to ask this man a question. “So, how do you like Physics?” We both stood looking at him in anticipation of his answer. He looked at us with this dumbfounded expression. Silence crept over him and suddenly this moment that we were in seemed to be on pause. Time seemed to stand still, and then…starting with a sigh that he mustered from the pit of his belly, “ugh…I love it!” The man managed to draw out his expression without thought of how he sounded. He truly did love it because he sounded as though nothing else in the world mattered to him more than the capability to go to school and play with toys that have the capacity of exploring fuel cells.

My sister and I just laughed in his face soul heartedly. We intended no harm but we were taken back by his response. This one moment in our life, a moment that we shared, was one of the funniest moments of our life. The way this man expressed himself was so incredibly funny that we had no response other than that of a laugh. Thoughts of Clint Eastwood quickly flooded my sister’s head, with images of a cowboy standing in the middle of a dirt road, tumble weeds blowing past him in the wind. We could almost hear the wind with the music in the background. And the young man stood there, gazing at us in bewilderment. He was dazed and confused as though he had just sustained a TKO from Mike Tyson. And we laughed some more. We tried to explain it to him, but he didn’t get it. I do not know if he will ever get it. It doesn’t even matter.

But that moment, that minute amount of time in our lives, has left a lasting impression on my sister and me. For many moons we will be able to look at one another, call one another, text one another, and the simple words, “I love it” will produce uncontrollable laughter between the two of us. Three words and one drawn out moment has created an infinite memory between the two of us.

What a moment.

L.B. (this one is for you sis…may we laugh many laughs together)