Friday, March 25, 2011
Yesterday I had this opportunity not once, but twice. In an instant I had to stare into hurt eyes and respond. I am not equipped to deal with others pain. My coping mechanism is laughter but laughter is not always the best medicine.
”Why has god left me here?” my grandmother asked. As we sat in an old favorite restaurant of hers, it occurred to her she had out lived her friends. She would not be running into old friends. The pain was real, as was the question.
In unison my mother and I defused the situation with, “Because God still has work for you.” Which we could see totally confused her but it did dull the pain. The wick clipper was, “How about some hot fudge cake?” Chocolate is the answer to any question she asks.
As an article I read this morning reports, yes our standard of living is declining. However, I think it does not have to do with money as much as with time.
Our time once passed, does not return. That moment you passed up on to be with _ (you fill in the blank), will never come again. That instant you choose to be sedate is a moment of movement you have lost; an instant of nothing more than a sigh.
Those painful eyes you may avoid, this is true. But you will also miss the climax of an accumulation of moments.
”Can it not be fixed?” The pain again came out through my grandmothers eyes. Her television had went out, another thing in her mind I’m sure she felt she had out lived.
”Do not worry; we are going now to get you another one. I promise you will like the new ones better, I promise.” My sigh for the moment, vocalized in my promise.
”Well that is big and honey call the handy man to help you.” The fear now replaced with awe as the new flat screen was pulled out of the box. Hooked up, wired up and programmed I flipped the new television on.
And what was my accumulation of moments?
”Oh, that is bigger than the old one and look how fat Oprah has gotten.”
The old adage is true, “No pain, no gain.” I laughed all the way home. I just hope Oprah isn’t reading this.
May your weekend be filled with moments.