It's been awhile since we shared our Friday Night Cocktail hour here at the Henderson's. Over the past few weeks, there have been some very disconcerting and heartbreaking events in the world. As Chip and I begin to look back over 2012, we see a year filled with times that we had to do a good deal of revamping of 'plans' and recalculating of 'expectations'. It's not that we've never dealt with curve balls in our game of life, but this year has given us some times when we didn't even see the wind up on the pitch! Yes, life is like that sometime. As we consider our strikes and foul outs, there is one constant we have enjoyed this year and for many years that we hope we are emulating to our loved ones. That is, the every present love and support of some people we know we are very fortunate to still have on this earth: Our parents.
We hear lot's of talk these days about 'cliffs' and the end of times. Will we go over, when will we go over, will it happen, did it happen... Add these things to the normal strains and stresses of a crazy year, and it could make one want to go find a cave to hide in. But when you have good and sound relationships with your parents (or people who you view as parent figures) you always have a point of reference to go to. These are the folks from which you can grab assurance that you too can ride it out. Sometimes, our parents don't even give us any definitive advise, it's just that they are there. Even though they often know our foibles and fumbles better than most other folks, they still listen again, nod again, give us encouragement - again.
We wanted to toast to our parents last week, and then yet another tragedy befell humanity. Chris and understand that there are twists and turns as parents that trump the normal unexpected. Times like those that happened to some parents just last Friday in Connecticut. Those are the real gut punches. Those take some time to get back up from. It's an incredibly bitter and helpless feeling when you can't be there to help your own child in their final moments. When you do get back up eventually, you realize with even greater resolution that this relationship between parent and child is one that transcends all others. You know that they knew you were with them somehow - because you gave them everlasting love and security in all times of their life. No matter how short the stream of life's adventures may be, that parental security is the raft we can ride over any cliff to places unknown.
So tonight, Chris and I hope you can join us in a toast to the parental 'units' you have in your life. Whether they be biological or human-made, it matters not. May they always know how much we value, respect and adore them. And may they never doubt the fact that we will carry their belief in us no matter how far apart eternity may take us. We are drinking a lovely little thing called 'An Angel's Kiss', because it just sounded like something that would be appropriate. CHEERS FRIENDS!
Joy's Angel's Kiss Cocktail
1/4 oz Grenadine
1/4 oz White Creme de Cacao
1/4 oz Kahula
1/4 oz Brandy
1/4 oz Vanilla Vodka
1/4 light cream
Whipped cream for garnish
Pour ingredients carefully, in order given, into a pousse cafe glass so that they do not mix.
Warning, this is damned good!
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