Life Tilts...As earths plates shift and tilt, life's seas get rougher. As they settle, they appear to be calmer.  I realize that it is in fact one's perspective that is the driving force of life's direction.  I realize that life tilts for everyone whether it's death, illness or just plain bad luck.    For some, the waves are big...for others the seas are incredibly turbulent and in some rare cases the water is serene.

In regards to death, some find comfort in the kind of relationship that they had with the beloved departed while others struggle to accept the circumstances due to a relationship deficiency of some sort.   At the end of the day, it comes down what eyes are looking at the situation. Perspective is what drives the boat of life!

I observed my "second family" (the one I used to threaten my parents to run away to when I was a kid) as they laid their patriarch to rest. I witnessed a grieving wife stand so strong and tall for the sake of her grieving children and grandchildren. She stroked the linens of the casket, fixed the hair, touched the hand and  straightened the tie of her departed husband of 60 years. She appeared to be mumbling but was in fact talking directly to him...scolding him for leaving her so soon.  

Each surviving child and grandchild and friends were coping in their own unique way. As I spoke to each person and took a good hard look at my reaction to his death, it occurred to me that everybody's degree of mourning was governed by their perspectives. Life's tilts are stronger for some than others.

As I entered airport security with a heavy heart, I was overwhelmed with gratitude.  Thankful for the offering of meatloaf from my mother in a to-go bag that she swore would get through security. And happy for the company of both my parents on the drive to the airport (despite the 5 red lights my father almost ran through).

Before I got to my gate, I decided to stop to eat something.  As I put my order in, I notice a gentleman in a wheel chair struggling to read the menu because of his impaired eyesight but inspecting it with a very familiar price conscious look.  He asked the airport attendant who was wheeling him around if there was a cheaper place to eat.  Still reeling from the emotions of the weekend and continuous wave of gratitude, I didn't hesitate to offer to buy his lunch (just as my boy Jack did a week prior for kids that "never have lunch money").  

Shocked and incredibly appreciative, he graciously accepted my offering. Overlooking the entire "pay it forward" transaction between two strangers, the airport attendant asked how he was going to get to the gate. Without hesitation, I instructed the man to leave the wheelchair behind. If I can juggle three kids alone, I surely can handle my carry on bags and piloting a stranger in a wheelchair. 

With 45 minutes to spare, the "stranger" and I had lunch. He thanked me again and I got right down to business firing off questions. I was interested in his story.  

He described himself as an artist - a musician I later find out. He lived in Tennessee but had the "audacity" (as he described) to visit NY where he once lived.  Still hung up on his choice of words..."audacity", I almost missed the part of the story when he spoke about his life threatening illness. 

He spoke about how his diagnosis changed his perspective. It wasn't  a death sentence for him...it was a license to live his life. As I continued listening, I understood his choice of words better. Financially he is restricted to do many things in his inevitably shortened life span and if he was healthy, he would probably just dream about the trips to NY and Paris etc. But now, what he refers to "audacity" transforms to a perspective driven "fearlessness".  He's not hurting anyone, nor is he living carelessly.  He's living on borrowed time with a burst of courage. 

He said that he's learned that the focus can't be on the dying part of it but on the living part. He's learned that you can love people but not always like them.  He is a grateful man who really has an incredible perspective on life not just on death. He celebrates every moment he has.  For a man with impaired vision, he sees clearer than most people I know. 

My meeting was brief with my unexpected lunch buddy, however it was the most informative life lesson and reminder of how a keen, positive yet realistic perspective is the secret to a happy and fulfilling life. So when the plates shift and life tilts, shift with it and ride the waves.  And every now and then, pay it forward. The return on the investment is priceless!