Saturday, July 31, 2010
Slowly sipping hot coffee her mind wandered and the realty of the word weighed heavy on her heart. Throughout the globe, she just knew, others are asking them selves exactly that same question. It made her ponder, “ I wonder what choices they will make today?”
She could picture in her mind those whose important daily choices were; jelly or jam, black or brown shoes, mow or not mow?” Those choices made her she feel shallow and she wondered if those trivial people had ever considered those who make real decisions?
Her mind envisioned those who have to make real daily decisions. The fireman who this very morning is disregarding their own personal safety and is rushing to save family pets. The policeman who has to make the choice of whether to pull that trigger or use his voice and words to conqueror the situation.
The EMT who has to chose, save the child or save the mother? The next thought made her heart ache. She was thinking of the young souls who had chose to take up arms in order to afford her a freedom. “What a heavy choice?” she sighed.
Getting up for more coffee, another choice, she could not help but think of all those who make sacrificial choices daily. Standing there she caught herself saying “thank you” to the for making such daily noble decisions.
She looked back out, rain still dripping from the trees, she realized making such valiant, noble choices, was not for her. She, through no choice of her own but rather genetic make-up, would merely be the one saying “thank you.”
Looking away from the window, she was trying to figure out, “Why so melancholy?” Then it dawned on her. Before the coffee was made, before the computer had been turned on, she had made a choice.
She had made the choice of turning on the radio. Now she was thinking, “Change the channel, that music is depressing.”
Under your breath today give a simple thank you to those who make such heavy choices.