Category Archives: Nostalgia
I’m not sure where the time has gone, but somehow nearly four years have passed since I turned 40. Since then, I realize I’ve written more than a few posts about some major events in my family. This Motivation Monday post is all about another one.
At the end of this month, my 81-year-old father will retire from practicing internal medicine. After 50 years and change as a physician, I’d say he’s more than earned some time off.
This past Friday, my mom and I were blessed to witness something extraordinary at the office where he treated hundreds of patients of all ages, races and creeds since the late 1960s. His amazing staff – who has become part of our family over all these years – organized a wonderful sendoff. During the couple of weeks leading up to it, Dad kept saying he didn’t expect too many people to show up since the gathering was taking place on a Friday afternoon. He couldn’t have been more wrong.
Patients arrived prior to the start time and stayed long after the “official” 3pm wrap up. Dozens of those patients were men and women close to my age, who all started seeing my Dad when they were 17 or 18 years old. Others started their visits with Dad in their 40s, and are now pushing 90 or older. (I met one gentleman who will celebrate his 99th birthday next month.) One couple drove for more than an hour to personally thank my Dad for treating their mother with so much care and compassion for decades up until her passing earlier this year. Some walked from their homes just a few blocks away while others drove many miles to wait in the hallway until there was enough space inside the office to give my Dad a great big hug and wish him well as he starts his adventures of retirement.
Each patient had his or her own unique medical history, but they all shared one common thread. Most of my introductions started with a wide-eyed “Oh, you’re the daughter! I recognize you from all the photos I’ve seen of you and your Mom all these years!” After that, everyone I met said the same exact thing: “I’m going to miss your Dad so much. They just don’t make doctors like him anymore.” So many patients – the Vietnam Veteran who survived a heart attack and the countless men and women who beat some form of cancer because Dad caught it early – told Mom and me time and time again “if it wasn’t for Dr. DeAngelis, I wouldn’t be here today.” Needless to say, more than a few tears welled up in my eyes that afternoon.
I also learned Dad wouldn’t be missed solely because of his knowledge of internal medicine. I heard story after story about about house calls, late night phone conversations and the extra time Dad took during office visits to learn what was happening behind the scenes in so many homes. Because of this, many grew to think of him as a trusted confidant and counselor. Dad never really adapted to the newer “rules” in medicine when it came to the shorter windows of time designated for doctor appointments. I have no doubt until he sees his very last patient a few weeks from now, the time he spends with each of them will go way beyond what the business of medicine now deems appropriate for an office visit.
I offer a heartfelt thank you to each and every patient who took the time to wish Dad a happy retirement. And my heart simply overflows with gratitude for his office staff. I know I speak on behalf of my mom when I say we will be forever grateful to this amazing group of women for taking care of him during all of those long days at the office. Some of the faces changed throughout the years, but they will forever remain a part of our family.
I close with this: I know this is a bittersweet time for my Dad, so I ask all you wonderful readers to keep him in your thoughts and prayers and he gets ready to face a new beginning. Thank you for allowing me this opportunity to let the world know how proud I am to call Dr. Gabriel DeAngelis both my father and my friend. Stay tuned for more stories of our adventures together as he starts this new phase of his never-ending journey to have fun, be fit and feel fabulous!
Six years ago, this Motivation Monday fell on July 13th. That day marked the very first installment of LauraLovesFitness. As my blog turns another page into a new year this week, I am simply overwhelmed by the passage of time.
Pick a topic ranging from the political climate; global warming; the roller-coaster ride that is forever Wall Street or the revolving door of celebrity relationships, and it’s obvious we’ve witnessed so many changes in the country and throughout the world since that first post back in 2011. Closer to the home front, I have found this to be a significantly big year when it comes to upheavals and surprises.
While I continue my career in production both on-camera and behind the scenes and maintain my fitness certifications, there were so many changes within my family and circle of friends. At this time last year, my parents moved out of my childhood home. While that move turned into the biggest production of my life, today I can happily report Mom and Dad seem content with their new routine at a new address. Since last July, I’ve also laced up for not one, but two more Avon 39 Walks – one here in New York City and another in Boston. Sadly, not even a month after conquering the 39.3-mile journey in New York City journey, we said good-bye to our dear friend Liz after her three-year battle with breast cancer. There have been other sad good byes, but there have also been celebrations of new beginnings thanks to a few weddings and a few new bundles of joy arriving in our world.
I realize life is a journey filled with road bumps and unexpected turns, but with each year that passes the highs and lows seem to make a more powerful impact on my heart and soul. I also know I’ve managed the ups and downs of another year thanks to my faith; an amazing network of people I am blessed to call friends and family and that daily surge of endorphins I get through exercise. It’s amazing how a good sweat helps bring me back to center even when I feel like life is more than I can handle. Then there are the weekly installments here at LauraLovesFitness. In this chaotic world, I find some sense of clarity when I can get my thoughts out “on paper.” It’s cathartic to share my successes and failures on the never-ending quest for well-being.
Here are some of my favorite posts since July 2016:
I close this blog birthday post like all the ones before: I offer a heartfelt thank you to all my readers who inspire me to keep writing and keep moving! Whether you’ve been following my blog since day one or just last week; if you’ve taken the time to share, like, or comment on any of posts on my other social media channels – each act of support goes a long way! If there’s anything you want to read more or less about here, I’m always looking for suggestions on ways to take LauraLovesFitness through another year.
Here’s to what comes next not only for my blog, but for the adventures that await on our continuing journey to have fun, be fit and feel fabulous!
This Motivation Monday post is brought to you by my favorite fierce fitness chick of all time – Wonder Woman.
I was one of those little girls who simply worshipped the super hero during my childhood. Back then, I was fascinated by her tiara, her protective bracelets, that truth-inducing lasso and of course, her overall ability to kick butt in such a cool outfit. Just this past week, I joined the millions of moviegoers who’ve watched in awe as the strong and beautiful Gal Gadot brought her version of Wonder Woman to life. Now that I’m older (and allegedly wiser), I have a whole new set of reasons for idolizing this super hero even more today.
Sure, her armor and accessories are still amazing. However, what made a bigger impact on this 43-year-old fan is Wonder Woman’s display of physical and mental strength. Seriously, how cool is it that she grew up on an island where women kicked butt on a daily basis during their warrior training workouts? Each and every one of those women looked healthy and strong – not one stick figure in sight. I’m not saying you need to know how to wield a sword or shoot a bow and arrow to be fierce. (Of course, I wouldn’t object to learning some of those moves in kickboxing class!) These characters offered the reminder of just how important it is to have confidence in your abilities, build on your strengths and push them to the limit when you can.
In addition to enjoying every minute of watching Wonder Woman take on the bad guys, it was also nice to escape all the negativity in our current world. (Truth be told, looking at Chris Pine on the big screen was a pretty nice escape, too!) I realize this story was based on all the fantasy that goes into creating a comic book, but it was nice to hear the message that love and justice are what matter most and what should be the two driving factors behind our decisions. I realize it’s fantasy land, but it was nice to witness life in that world even for just a couple of hours.
Finally, I was thrilled to see the theater full of both men and women, and of course, I love hearing stories from today’s girls about how much they love Wonder Woman. There’s nothing like a super hero to remind us of the power of being fearless and never giving up on your quest to have fun, be fit and feel fabulous!
If you’ve been stopping by here for awhile, you know I sometimes stray from my usual themes. This happens to be one of those Motivation Mondays.
Over the weekend, I couldn’t stop thinking about one of the biggest challenges I’ve struggled with since turning the “Big 4-0” a few years ago: saying goodbye.
There are the goodbyes we say to our loved ones. Some will suffer from drawn-out illnesses of the body or the mind that we wouldn’t wish on our worst enemies. Others are taken too young and too tragically to ever fully comprehend or find any semblance of “closure.” Then there are the goodbyes we say to certain places that meant so much for so long. For me, that goodbye became a reality at the end of last week. That’s when a demolition team reduced the place my parents and I called home for 37 years to rubble in a matter of hours. Even though we knew the tear-down was coming, I was overwhelmed by the sense of finality once it happened.
It’s amazing how the heart and mind can find so much comfort in stone, brick and siding. Of course, it’s not the materials that make a house special. It’s the memories created within those sturdy walls with help from countless friends and family members who walked through the doors throughout the decades. Those special times are what made the house a beautiful home. Here are just a few of those beautiful moments for which I will be forever grateful:
- More than 30 Christmases
- Learning how to swing a bat and throw a baseball thanks to the guidance of my Dad and my beloved Nonno on the front lawn while Nonna sat with a watchful eye under a shady tree.
- Learning how to make passatini and other cooking adventures with Mom.
- Giggling with Grandma Julia while we were supposedly napping during her visits from Florida for the holidays.
- Getting rid of the training wheels and learning how to ride my bicycle in the driveway, with help from my “big brother” Robbie.
- Running through the sprinklers to stay cool on summer days with my childhood gal pals, who are now my lifelong friends.
- BBQs in the backyard and bocce matches on the front lawn.
As the list of memories grew in my mind, I realized that’s where they’ll live forever. (We also happen to have fun reminders of so many happy occasions thanks to the dozens of old photo albums that now live in my parents’ new home!) This is why I’m able to type the last words of this post with a smile on my face. Because saying goodbye doesn’t erase the past. It just helps accentuate when a new chapter can begin. And new chapters are the perfect time to re-commit the heart and soul to make the most of each and every day on this never-ending journey to have fun, be fit and feel fabulous!
*Please note, I intentionally left a photo out of this week’s post to emphasize the fact that sometimes the best place to find an image that can help the heart feel better is in the mind.