Today and Tomorrow and the Next Day

When Uncle Bob had his lumberjack accident, I couldn’t wait to see him.  First, I wanted to make sure he was okay, but then I wanted to scold him and tell him to “knock it off” and stop taking chances in the woods alone with a chainsaw.  I think my lecture went something like this:

“Uncle Bob, you could have been killed.”

He looked at me like I was the silliest 48-year-old niece and said something like:

“Yes, and you could fall down in your condo and die too.”

I was taken aback for a minute and didn’t know what to say; once again, Uncle Bob had the last word and once again, he was right.

Since I couldn’t stop loving that stoic old man and there might be a day when I needed to borrow his tractor, nothing more was said about the incident.  I have thought about his remark over time, though.

I live 200 yards, more or less, from the Atlantic Ocean.  I’m also 3 or 4 miles from a nuclear reactor.  If Hurricane Sandy had taken a different turn, Uncle Bob’s remarks would have been quite prophetic.  There are only so many things I can do to prepare for such an apocalyptic event.  At some point, I’m going to need to make a decision as to whether I should stay here or leave, but until I can make a decision and execute a plan, I have to accept the consequences of my decision to stay.

How long does it take to make a decision like that?  It’s taken me a lot longer than it might take someone else.  My friend Jaxon sold a property in 12 days once; he’s decisive!  It consumed him.  He always had time for a phone call or a walk, though, because even though he was thinking about the future, he was living in the present and taking care of the needs of the day.  He was being a son, a brother, a friend, and an employee.  He was carrying on.

When something catastrophic and destructive happens, it’s hard to focus; it’s hard to carry on.  The news puppets of all stripes are screaming “something must be done!”  I don’t know what it is that must be done.  Some people might use tragedy for self-promotion and gain; I can’t understand trafficking in human devastation, but I know it’s possible.

I cannot fathom the complexity of the problem and how to fix it.

I can only wear my bloody heart on my sleeve and love my neighbor as best as I can.  My friend Serena said the same thing yesterday; I’m glad she reminded me of this.

Love your neighbor today.

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1 Response to Today and Tomorrow and the Next Day

  1. Just stop it says:

    A different Bob has what you need to stop this lack of action:

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