Monday, June 18, 2007

badass

I once wrote about my friend Nate and how he described a moment as being "badass." Sometimes there are times like that in life where everything is just badass. Maybe it's only seconds or minutes long but it's there, right then and now.
It happened to me yesterday.
I was cooking out for my brother, uncle, Bruce, and his friend for Father's day. The steaks were on the grill. You could smell them.
Bruce and Terry were singing one of their songs that my brother requested. A thunderstorm had just passed and some of the clouds were clearing away. It smelled like rain and it was still slightly and steadily raining. The sun was setting up the hill with beautiful coloring and the sunshine was reflecting every raindrop so it sparkled. My kids and my brothers kids were lighting fireworks and laughing in the back yard. I looked up the hill at the rain because it was so beautiful and a little girl with black hair to her waist was running up the hill laughing as a dog chased her.
It lasted a whole 30-40 seconds tops.
I may live in the poorest county in the country and this neighborhood may be ghetto as all hell.
But those few soconds right then and there were just beautiful and "badass."

8 comments:

Josie Two Shoes said...

I loved this post Dana! Finding the beauty in the moment... badass indeed! Isn't it funny how in the middle of struggles and daily survival we can look up for a moment and realize all in all life is good?! The picture you painted was beautifully descriptive, felt like I could have been standing there observing all this with you. Thanks for sharing!

Josie Two Shoes said...

I just wrote about this post in my blog, did you feel your ears burning? :-)

Dana Dane said...

thanks Josie, I am going to check it out right now.

Josie Two Shoes said...

The "Nate" story is really good, makes yo stop and think, and makes the meaning of your new post all that much deeper... but I was a little disturbed by some of the comments on the Nate post. Not sure where they were coming from! I know that I'd feel just like you, Dana... and I really can't imagine what waking up to that kind of life would be like. Do you ever get to see him? Is his mind clear?

Dana Dane said...

I seen him a few years ago, his mind is clear....but he can't talk or breathe on his own. I don't see him hardly anymore.

Missy A said...

you just never know do you, thats why you should grab those badass moments where ever you can
embrace them and hold on to them

Josie Two Shoes said...

Exactly, Missy!

Gina said...

I love this post! You captured the essence of true freedom from anxiety and peace of mind and family and everything I love.

Thanks!