I Wonder What Choices They Will Make?

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Gazing out the window, once again the rain was dripping from the trees. Nowhere to be, nothing really planned to accomplish, she looked down and asked her furry companion, “What choices should we make for today?” What a strange concepts, she thought, choices?

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.







7 comments:

welcome to my world of poetry said, 

A wonderful post showing what some people choose to do for their work,
people who risk their own lives to save others, while other people only have a minute choice to make, but none the less important to them.We all have choices in life some are for the good others not but at the end of the day it is OUR own choice and we have to live with it,

Enjoy your week-end

Yvonne.

July 31, 2010 at 10:22 AM  
Alex J. Cavanaugh said, 

I second what Yvonne stated. Excellent piece.

July 31, 2010 at 1:39 PM  
Olivia J. Herrell said, 

Jules, thank you so much for 'choosing' to share this with us. Good topic! Some choices are infinitesimal and others monumental. You're so right. Our firefighters, soldiers, policeman, yes, definitely.

But I also think that every man is a hero and every woman a heroine. To someone. Each one of us make choices every single moment.

To be loving or hurtful. To be supportive or not. To help or ignore. To look at a stranger and smile, maybe give them a compliment. To pay attention in case we can step in and be of service, maybe lift another's burden with a simple kindness.

I think these are pretty big choices. When I keep my eyes open, I'm available to help. Instead of being wrapped up in my little Me, Me, Me dance. I do a really good twirl.

But it so boring compared to the alternative.

Thanks! that rebel, Olivia
P.S. Sorry this go so long, Jules!

July 31, 2010 at 7:25 PM  
Kelly said, 

I believe that its not only the choices that we make, but the decision to "choose" to make choices. Sticking pour heads in the sand never helped anyone, and denial can be a long wait...

July 31, 2010 at 7:54 PM  
Mary said, 

Lovely piece showing all life is a choice.

July 31, 2010 at 8:03 PM  
Jules said, 

Thanks for all the lovely insight on a simple thought I had while staring out a window.

I'm so thankful you CHOSE to hit the comment button.

July 31, 2010 at 10:35 PM  
Gail said, 

I planned to leave a very well thought out comment on your eloquent words, but I can only come up with, this is great!

July 31, 2010 at 11:47 PM  
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