From the rubble of my remembrance.

One byproduct of growing old is at times younger men seek me out for advice, and on occasion I even feel compelled to offer it whether asked or not. Today and over the next few weeks I’ll be involved in a few of these discernment sessions.

Perhaps as a consequence, at 2 AM I was awakened to a flood of memories, a reel of my most regrettable decisions. Many involved work, but most involved relationships disrupted at work or by work; misplaced priorities, striving, trying to please or impress the people or institutions that seemed important at the time, but have now faded into insignificance.

A clarifying thought emerged from this rubble of remembrance. “Live today in such a way that you will not look back tomorrow with regret about the decisions you made today.”

Then as I was writing this and quite pleased with my hard earned wisdom, my daughter emerged from her room and told me she had something really important I needed to do for her; a really big spider needed to be dispatched from her presence. Exasperated I said, “I need to write this… pretend like I’m not here…I really can’t talk right now.”

She left the room. But unlike days gone by, I caught my mistake, realizing that work was again being placed ahead of the relationship that matters. I stopped writing, arose, did my daughter’s bidding, and finished this little blog, which, if I was worried about impressing you, I would add, would have been better had she not broken my train of thought.

Now I know, a train so easily derailed cannot be that substantial.

 

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  1. ST 051011 | Dick Staub on May 10, 2011 at 5:11 am

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