Just Downstairs
Benny loved his mom. Of course, most kids do love their moms. But his was stronger. Benny believed he would love his mom if she weren’t his mom, if you know what I mean.
She always was happy. She always seemed to have a story to go along with every problem and a joke to accompany every blessing.
They lived on the third floor in the Briargate Apartments. Benny used to complain about having to climb the stairs until his mother pointed out two very important points. “It’s special, Benny, to live on the third floor! First, we get all this exercise without having to pay for a gym, and then, when we finally get to the top of the stairs, we have the most beautiful view of everything in the whole town.”
Benny had to agree, although some nights, when he was particularly tired from school, the climb did seem arduous. But his Mom was right about the view. He always felt rewarded when he arrived at the top and saw vista before him.
Mom also made a point of making sure that Benny always was aware of the needs of others.
“Just downstairs,” she would say. “We need to think about the folks. Maybe they don’t have as much as we do. Maybe they are hurting. Maybe if we make a few extra biscuits, we could take a couple to them after dinner. Because just downstairs,” she would close, “there are always people in need.”
Benny wasn’t sure he agreed. He knew that he and his mother were fairly poor and she had a difficult time making ends meet, although you could never tell by her disposition, nor did a word of complaint ever come off her lips.
“Just downstairs,” she would say. “Those are the people in need.”
So mostly to make his mom happy, Benny visited a little girl in the apartment on the ground floor. (He figured she must be really downstairs.) Then he toted her books to school, and paid for her lunch twice a week–and made sure that when his mother made those “extra specials” that the little girl and her family got some. The little girl was very gracious and the family was grateful for the generosity.
Benny was about eleven years old when his mother became very sick. Once again, you could hardly tell, except that she became smaller and frail and her skin turned very white. But she still continued to tell Benny “just downstairs there were people in greater need.”
Benny had just turned twelve years old, in the springtime, when his mother passed away. He didn’t have any other relatives, so the family of the little girl came to see him.
They asked him if he wanted to live with them now that his mother had passed on.
Benny said, “I don’t want to be any trouble. I know that you—well—that you don’t have much money.”
The father, surprised, looked at Benny and then laughed. “Didn’t you know? We own this apartment building. So I think we can afford one more mouth to feed.”
Benny was a bit bewildered but also delighted to be part of this new family. He wondered if his mother had known that the father of this family “just downstairs” was the landlord.
He would never know. It didn’t matter. The words and beauty of her philosophy live on. He never forgot what his mother said. Because no matter how low you may get in your life, there is always someone “just downstairs” from where you are.
The only way to keep gratitude fully blooming in our hearts is by returning the little bit we can to those living beneath us.
Just downstairs—another step to living a legendary life.
Jonathots Daily Blog 
G-Poppers … August 10th, 2018
She had no basis for this conviction–just, shall we say, a hope.
But the difficulty with such thinking is that if blessings can be passed along through genetic code, then so can cursings–and G-Pop does not believe we’re all prepared to go back to a time when we insisted that certain people, families and whole cultures were condemned and alienated by the heavens.
G-Pop has noticed that even some of his own children are being swayed by the commercials for ancestry identification, somehow thinking that finding someone who lived centuries ago, who is linked by family, might grant credibility to them in this present hour.
There are only two things that affect us, and two things alone–and it is not our DNA. For after all, people overcome and work with their genes all the time.
We are actually guided by two forces:
1. What have I learned?
2. What do I fear?
And often when one is able to track down one’s fears, a path can be traced to something which was learned and is found to be errant–and can therefore be discarded, allowing for a new enlightening idea.
When a study is made on what we have learned, we can often see when and where our fears crept in, and we can highlight those things that might trigger anxiety and timidity.
All of G-Pop’s children want to be independent–until something goes wrong. Then they want to explain why their fears kept them from success, as they attempt to conjure the spirits of the past that might energize them through their “double helix.”
It is foolish–a sign of a generation that has lost sight of the joy of taking responsibility for one’s own life.
G-Pop does care what his ancestors did. They’re not here.
G-Pop looks at the world they left, ridiculous notions they tolerated, and warns his soul to function off the impetus of his own talents and faith.
G-Pop offers this piece of advice:
God gave you a life.
It is yours.
Do something with it.
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