Absent that cosmic suction, not only would you have no delicious Thanksgiving dinner to sit down to, you wouldn't even be able to sit down. Maybe the most satisfying feature of gravity is that we still don't have any idea what it is. We can describe the relationship between attracted objects, and make useful generalizations, but it remains completely mysterious. That which goes up must come down. Falling things accelerate.
Hot air rises.
But all of the scientific brains in history and now all of the supercomputers in the world can't explain exactly why stuff captivates other stuff. Compounding the conundrum is the one known exception to this universal law. For some reason pairs of socks in washing machines mysteriously repel each other and wind up in parallel universes. In many ways, gravity is like love, and descriptions or explanations of each seem to overlap. She is the apple of his eye for exactly the same reason that apples dive to earth.