Last weekend was a tough one. My beloved uncle, Dr. P. John Lymberopoulos, passed away. A longtime teacher and administrator at the University of Colorado Leeds School of Business, “Uncle Takis,” as we fondly called him, had warmth and wit like no other.
I’m not trying to brag when I say this, but I have an amazing family. If anyone reading this, is as blessed as I am to have this bond, you know what I mean when I say— they warm your soul. Sure the pain we went through was not easy, but having my family there to comfort and lean into eases the burden.
Later when we gathered again for dinner at Fooducopia, the pain isolated itself and left the room—at least for a little while—as we shared countless mesmerizing small plates of food. Not to mention treasured moments of reflection.
Coming from a large Greek family, food always takes center stage. Or for this special dinner—it was the guest of honor—as we sat laughing, talking and sharing stories. As I looked around the table, I noticed everyone had a sense of calm. The food and drink prompted us to engage. This is what a shared meal does—or should I say creates.
When we all finished breakfast the next day at our favorite restaurant in Wash Park, our bags were packed to head home, but they were a little bit heavier. Not with material things, but rather memories. And isn’t that what life is all about? The memories we create.
Someone once said that good honest food takes time and patience. Perhaps this is true for all of us. It does take time to sit and eat a meal together. We have to stop scrolling, look away from the distractions and focus on what’s in front of us. Or better yet, who is in front of us. Because without looking we might miss him or her. Uncle Takis you will be missed. May your memory be eternal.