Well, I expect I will do what I always do about anything less than lovely in my life. I will ignore the weather, which really has nothing to do with me…and about which I cannot do anything to change. I will go to my job and do the best I can to fulfil my responsibilities there, since after all my employer is paying me to do what I am getting paid to do. I will take care of my ageing father, making sure that he is physically safe and healthy and that he knows he is safe and loved. I will take care of my responsibilties toward the various charities I have committed myself to.
This particular weekend, I am putting my niece’s shower together. She’s getting married July 2nd and I am giving her a family shower Wednesday June 28th. I’m also making luminary bags for the Relay For Life (and American Cancer Society fund raiser) because I lost my mother and my brother a year apart several years ago to pancreatic cancer and my family has a team in the local Relay For Life. The Relay is July 8-9th. I love my niece very much, and I have made enough BBQ pork for her reception. The “chinese kind”, not the southern kind. So, NEXT weekend on Saturday AM, I will spend three hours cutting up BBQ pork for the wedding reception. A labor of love, for sure…but I had carpal tunnel surgery last year and recently cut up a quarter of that amount for a memorial reception and trashed my hand. I don’t want to trash my hand again, but what can a person do? You have to “DO” for the people you love. Because you love them and you WANT to “DO” for them.
I have a beloved friend who is dying from a brain tumor. I usually take him for lunch on Fridays, but yesterday he told me he can’t go out to lunch anymore because he has “started dribbling” when he eats. It breaks my heart. But we can still have lunch, because I will make it for him and take it there. I don’t care if he dribbles. I love him. I am about to lose him. He will not pass on without knowing that he is loved.
You know, I seriously hope you give some thought to your priorities in life. I know they may not be the same as mine…no reason that they should be. And the truth is, I’m no one special. I’m just one of a million others who do what they have to do because they have people in their lives that they love. Someone that finds it necessary to do what they have to do in order to make sure that those people KNOW they are loved and will be cared for…because they are loved.
I know that no one’s life is like anyone elses life. But I hope that at least you’ll give your priorities some thought.