Life is often referred to as
a gift, and it truly is. You didn't have to be born, and you
certainly wouldn't have been aware of it if you hadn't. Most people
simply accept the gift of life as their due and are totally unaware
that this greatest of all gifts comes with a contract comprised of
page after page of “Party of the First Part”s and “Whereas”s
and “Hereby agrees to”s and “Contingent upon the Conditions
Outlined in Paragraph 15-B, Sub-Paragraph 2”s. Nor are they aware
that by accepting the gift they are required to pay for warranty with
a balloon-payment attached. Few are aware that the warranty is filled
a great number of small-print conditions outlining just how much all
the wonderful things granted you in the Gift of Life contract is
going to cost you in the form of hidden fees—or that the balloon
payment grows more expensive the longer you live.
The concept of such a
contract or a warranty is lost on most human beings, who tend to be,
by and large, an ungrateful lot. We accept what we've been given
without question, and instead of appreciating all we were given,
complain about what we were not. So concentrated are we on ourselves
and our personal needs and wants, we seldom bother ourselves with the
esoteric details of the fine print. When it comes to showing
gratitude for our gifts, Americans and Canadians set one day a
year...out of 365...aside to pay lip service to appreciation for our
blessings. We call it Thanksgiving, but it tends to be more about
food than gratitude.
I find it interesting that,
as we grow older, our physical eyesight tends to become less sharp,
while the awareness of the small print in our contract and warranty
begins to loom larger and in ever-sharper mental focus.
Life is full of ironies, one
of the greatest being our almost awe-inspiring ability to totally
disregard the obvious. While if pressed we will give a halfhearted
and insincere acknowledgement that yes, we'll all be old
sometime...at some far, far point in the distant future...not one in
ten thousand gives the slightest thought to the reality of what the
process entails. It's as though each of us is in a small canoe
floating lazily down a river, unaware of the growing roar of a
waterfall just around the bend. I, who have always been acutely and
painfully aware of the passage of time and keenly attuned to the
sound of the falls, spend increasing amounts of time waving my fellow
canoeists, yelling “Back-paddle! Back-paddle! Old age is coming up
fast!” Few people pay any attention at all, or even glance away
from the scenery along the shore.
And what can you do even if
you are aware of it, other than let the knowledge of what lies ahead
ruin your present? Good question. I would not wish anyone to be as
consumed with time as I, but I would urge you to be more aware and
appreciative of now...to stop and reflect a moment or two every day
on just how lucky you are to have what you have. Even if you're going
through a rough time on some level, the irrefutable fact is that
regardless of what you do, say, or think, it will pass. And never
lose sight of the fact that no matter what your problem, others have
experienced exactly the same situation, and have come through it.
Although it's probably
impossible for any human being to be fully prepared for being old,
the transition period can be made far smoother by simply appreciating
every day the Gift of Life grants you. The warranty is still in
effect, so instead of wasting time and energy in bitching about what
you don't have, be grateful for what you do have. And never forget
that however old you may be at this exact moment, you are the
youngest you will ever be again.
I recently saw something on
the internet which I've added to my email as my signature line, and
you might like to consider its truth: “Don't be concerned with
whether your glass is half full or half empty: be thankful that you
have a glass, and grateful that there is something in it.”
Dorien's
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4 comments:
Powerful piece! I am very aware of time. I think about its passing constantly. I think this has to do with my near death experiences these past ten years. I try and appreciate every breath, every key stroke, I take.
Amen! Good stuff, Dorien.
Amen! Good stuff, Dorien, especially now that I'm, um, aging a bit myself.
Ah, the glass. I wrote a bit about that in A Funny Thing... that I've always enjoyed. A friend once told me to look at life as a glass half full instead of half empty. I simply demanded to know who'd been drinking out of my glass. He said I missed the point.
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