Sitting with an elder at the
doctor's office a few days ago
I gazed at this person I
love and experienced a tiny revelation.
"People make and live their choices.
Good, bad, ugly, sweet, painful, bliss. "
And the most interesting part is
that the choices that hurt the
most are not necessarily the ones
others would change. Because each life
must be lived in it's entirety
by it's individual, it's probably best
for us to love, honor, and
give space for the people around
us to truly live. As I
looked at my elder in the
twilight of her life I wondered
which turns she would take if
given a fresh/newly cleaned slate.
Which boys would she date and
dances would she attend. And I
realized that she would not change
much at all. She has lived
her life largely on her own
terms. No sense going back and
regretting it now. The thought put
a smile on my face and
in my heart. Each day as
it comes, our choices to make.
~~Happy Six Word Friday! The prompt for July is: FOUND.~~
What I discovered this week during a quiet moment while waiting for a doctor to return is that I am less fit to judge the lives lived by others than I had previously thought. Many people are perfectly happy with the choices and decisions they make. And if they aren't there isn't much I can do about it anyway.
Life is a constant evaluation about the things that are important to us. Children, career, school, fun, faith. Our order of operations changes from time to time to reflect our current values. But the crux of the matter is being sure that we can live with ourselves when we are 78 years old and waiting for the doctor to return with a verdict.
That's what I've found.