Purpose
What are we doing here?
What is our purpose? Why do we go
through the motions? What’s the meaning
of life? No human being in the history
of humanity hasn’t asked these questions at some point. We all wonder what we are doing here. And the truth is, we all have a different
purpose. No two journeys are the
same. But, as I have mentioned before, I
think the purpose is to leave your space better than it was when you found
it. We don’t ever perfect ourselves or
the people or places we are responsible, but we should always try to make a
positive impact. Of course, positivity
is relative. We all have different
interpretations of what is beneficial, of what is beautiful, of what is
worthwhile. For the most part, however,
we all agree that kindness, compassion, and conscientiousness are all virtues. So, that’s a good place to start when you are
looking to figure out your purpose. Of
course, it is also possible that some people have no purpose, except to serve
as a warning to others. I have suspected
for a while that I may be one of those people.
Calamity Jane
Remember when I lost my birth certificate and my social
security card? Remember when I lost
Radley’s birth certificate? Remember
when I locked myself out of the house, three times in one week? Remember the injuries sustained from having
to climb through the bathroom window?
How about the time that my kid got naked in a giant plastic bag in the
front yard? Or how about the time he
took a dump in the neighbor’s driveway?
Then that time a couple of years ago when the weed whacker
nearly severed my foot from my leg at the ankle. There was that winter that I spent without
heat. And a couple of weeks ago…when the
washer broke. No, wait. It didn’t just break. It broke with a large load of laundry, after
it was full of water. Now today, with the
one million pieces of tempered glass on my back patio from the PEBBLE that hit
the door when I was cutting the grass. That’s
why they call me CJ.
Am I making a case for myself yet? I may be that
person. I may be that warning. I may be the glaring, red flag that reminds
you to respect karma.
The Small Stuff
Yes. I am very well
aware that this is all small stuff.
Nobody died. Nobody
suffered. Nobody was injured. Ok. I
was during that weed whacker incident a couple of years ago. I almost lost a foot, for Christ’s sake. But generally, I get off pretty easy, all
things considered. Sometimes there’s a
little embarrassment or a bruised ego or some time spent repairing the damages. It’s the small stuff though, right? But what about when a lot of little shit adds
up? Does that make it big stuff? Can we quantify that? Do I deserve a break?
Yes, this is going exactly where you think it’s going…
Pitty Party
Let me just start by saying that I understand my place in
the universe. I am grateful for
EVERYTHING that I have. I am fortunate
on so many levels. I have a smart, beautiful,
healthy child. I have a great job, that
I love. At least I do for the next 4-6
weeks. More to follow on that later. I have the most AMAZING collection of
friends, family and colleagues that any girl has ever been graced with
ever. Not only am I lucky, I am
charmed. My life is good. Now, with all of that said, let me say
this: I AM SO SICK OF THIS SHIT!!!! I do not want to clean up that glass in the
back yard. I don’t want to get the water
out of the washing machine. I don’t want
to snake my own toilet!!!!! I don’t want
to be reliant on the people I love to help me when things go bad. I just want ONE DAY that I don’t have to
worry about life. One. Day.
Is that unreasonable?
Now, Enter Reason
Yeah. It is
unreasonable to want to take a hiatus from life. Because it happens every day. You can’t stop it. It’s there.
First thing in the morning. Before
you go to bed at night. And every single
second in between. Life is always
there. You don’t get a break. You don’t get a time out. You only get a delay of game penalty if you
take too long getting it together. It
doesn’t matter if it’s little issues or big issues or issues that shouldn’t be
issues at all. You have to make a
positive effort to make a positive difference in life. That’s our purpose. That’s how we make our corner of the world
better than we found it. That’s how we
find our inner peas.
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