I was grocery shopping with my mini me today, and when I thought I was done, I remembered green onions. Thank goodness, because enchiladas are just not the same without them!

On our way back to the produce section, I saw an old man pushing a small cart back toward his wife. When he got within five feet of her, she immediately started scolding him as if he were a child that had run off causing mischief. She grabbed him by the arm, turned him down an aisle, and proceeding to literally yell at him.

What amazed me, was that the man didn’t yell back. He stood there, listening to the words she was saying, and calmly spoke to her, responding to why she was angry. Now, in all fairness, I don’t know the couple. Never saw them before, even if we do shop at the same commissary. I don’t know their story, and I don’t know if this was just a particularly bad day for the wife, or if this was part of their everyday normal way of life. Either way, it did not matter to me. I don’t judge. Not my place.

I felt bad for the man. Many heads were turning, it’s not like the lady was whispering. Perhaps it hurt my heart a little more today because it is my Grampy’s birthday. He would have been 88 years old today. Eighty-eight. We lost him five years ago. I cannot believe it has been that long. He was the most amazing man I have ever known. And he was filled with so much love, it poured out of him through his laughter and kindness.

My Grampy was the prime example of what a man should be. He loved his family, and he would have done anything for them. He opened their home to anyone who needed a safe place, a happy place. He had a smile that lit up the room, and a laugh that was contagious. He provided for his family, fought for his country, and took pride in working hard for all he had.

In this day and age, we are all so rushed to get to the next place. We rush getting up in the morning. We rush getting out the door. We rush driving to work. We rush all day during work. We rush to get home. We rush, rush, rush, rush, rush! All of which makes it too easy to get frustrated, angry, and just blow up. Especially with the ones we love the most.

So today, I encourage you to remember to love. When you feel yourself getting angry, even if you are already there, take a deep breath, count to ten, and while you are counting, remember all the things you love about the person who ticked you off in the first place. Remember why they make you laugh. Remember what made you fall in love with them. Remember how happy you were the first time you held them in your arms.

We are only on this earth for so long. And you never know when it will be the last time you see someone. So, while you still have the chance, remember to love. After all, a wise man once told me, “The greatest thing in life, is Love.”