The Besh Moments In Life

Two stories, but more connected than you’d think.

First, after a long, difficult business trip to India, I finally made it home Saturday afternoon. Thanks to a slightly early arrival, my getting a seat in the first row of economy, and hightailing it down to the baggage claim, I managed to make it down the stairs a few seconds before Sara and Besh walked in the door. I saw them just as Besh turned his head to me. I noticed he had a large silver troy trumpet in his hand, but all I could look at was his giant grin as he started running toward me.

I’m guessing the trumpet threw him off balance, because a few steps toward me and he tripped hard. He caught the brunt of the fall with his free hand and the trumpet, but even as I was rushing toward him I saw he never lost his grin and got right back up and ran the rest of the way to me. It was just about the best hug ever.

After a hazy weekend (on my part, thanks jetlag!) we got back into our routine. Yesterday before dinner, while Besh was having some patch time (I think I’ve mentioned before he has to wear a patch every day to help strengthen one eye) he wanted to watch his Broadway video upstairs. So up we went. One of the lengthier scenes he likes to watch is a clip from Coco, a musical from 1969 starring Katharine Hepburn. The scene shows Coco (Hepburn) becoming upset when the woman she has in a way adopted shuns Coco’s life of all work and instead goes off with her soon-to-be-fiance. Coco is upset and launches into a song (well, as close to a song as Hepburn could manage).

Besh: “Daddy? Why is Coco so sad?”

Me: “Well, Coco wanted to have dinner with that girl but the girl went to have dinner with that boy.”

“Oh. That’s not why she’s sad.”

“It isn’t?”

“No.”

“Why do you think she’s sad?”

“I think she’s sad because she doesn’t have love in her heart.”