Thank you for your patience re no posting yesterday. Unfortunately, a procedure generally taking between an half hour and an hour ended up taking six and a half and additional necessities meaning that I am not done yet. Oh, great! Hoping the results bared before the glaring sunlight will be the first step in assessing future requirements. Hoping that there will not be too much reparative damage to take care of, for certainly, I had not expected a hitherto unknown kinship with the Frankenstein family of Transylvania to be revealed! I am hoping that the revelation today, of what is beneath those bandages will be not as bad as feared and in fact, will be eminently repairable. Until such a time, my fervent wish is that I do not scare little children until all is over and a positive result is there for all to see. Perhaps it is vanity, when things could have been worse, but still ......
One lesson learned - to be optimistic rather than pessimistic, though this will be difficult, for generally, the glass half empty is my take on things, safer less disappointing path. Maybe. But life does go on and adjustments are part of life. In the meanwhile, the world will not stop on its axis waiting for one to take care of individual situations. Hopefully repairable situations. In the meanwhile, our so lovely world is spinning rather out of focus, in a rhythm guaranteed to induce nausea and fear deep within one's soul.
We, all the little cogs in the machinery of the world, wonder if there is some healing oil for the endangered and challenged machinery of life, along with a qualified licensed mechanic to use that oil just so. Voila! A return to better possibilities and a future. If only it were so simple. If only. But it is not. No magic oil, no magic cure-all pill. The only cure is within us. Our efforts. Our abilities. Our desires to make it better for all.
Can we do that, this humanity sectored off into such different conflicting zones. Will the greed of individuals and nations become sublimated to the needs of the many, the elusive and true peace we so desperately need and desire to be found and lived - as it should be? Only in cooperative work and manner can we be hopeful of success or at least progress. Shared worries and concerns appear more manageable. Anger and hate will dissipate when these problems ease and are greatly minimized.
We hope and pray but do we continue on that difficult road, or do we hop over the divide onto that tempting shiny one, little knowing that impediments to success, to a future, are there, just down the road. So shiny a road, so smooth, lacking the nausea inducing bumps and unevenness of the present road of humanity. The choice is Hobbesian. If we remain on the present road, all enthusiasm and initial energies will dissipate in the face of the seemingly insurmountable blockades. We will find another wheel needing oil, with said oil and mechanic nowhere to be found.
If we chose to hop over to the 'easier' one, we will discover, soon enough, just round the blind bend in the road, straight ahead, we have simply gone from that hot kettle directly into the flames of the fire. That fire will roar with the power of the Devil, no escape, choice made, no going back, certainly not now or in the foreseeable future. To live with or die by. Remember that glass of water and its level. Which is the interpretation chosen - half full or half empty?
Following is an excerpt from a most moving article written by a mother in the worst situation of a parent - the hopelessness as one watches a beloved child deteriorate and all one can do is - nothing. But is that true? Think about it and its message, applicable for and to all of life.
" Imagine being introduced to a 20-foot-tall fire-breathing monster with spikes poking out of its body and fire blowing from its mouth. The person introducing you explains that the monster is now going to be living with you...Most of the time, it will sit quietly in the guest room. Other times it will poke its head out and breathe a bit of fire your way or bump into you in the hallway just to remind you it's there.
You know that one day the monster will swallow you whole, but you don't know when that will happen. In the meantime, you build a life.
...The monster was set free. ... the monster just kept spreading its tentacles.
I learned that not everything can be solved. ... joy and sorrow can live together, that each becomes more powerful because of the other.
If joy and sorrow can live together, surely hope and action can, too. The first step is awareness, "
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Yitzy. your parents were heartbroken and struggled to do their best, even as they became more aware that the best was not enough. Instead of total despair and helplessness, they made the best of a lousy situation, and the family grew even closer knit than before, to an unbelievable, heartwarming degree which has remained at that level.
Yitzy, you, your parents, your family, have been role models for an entire community and even beyond the borders of that local community.
We so love you, miss that wide grin, those shining eyes, the depth of your thoughts.
WE MISS YOU.
Always and forever.
Always and forever.
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