Sunday, October 23, 2011
I often ask myself just what is it I’m contributing to the world, given my primarily house-bound situation. Apart from the writing I do here, it feels rather like nothing. But then I think about what my niece said to me (see "Greater Truth" post below) and I’m reminded about the one thing I have that no one; not the doctors or the disorder can take from me: integrity. Personal integrity, that elusive oft times difficult thing we either strive for or ignore, make excuses for when we miss it by an inch or a mile, dismiss it when it’s convenient to do so and most often, forget about entirely. It’s easy to do so; after all, we tell ourselves, how important is it that I missed that appointment (without calling) I was suppose to be at, broke that promise I made to a friend, came late to that dinner party my family had. How important is it, really?
Here’s what I think. It’s important beyond measure. Beyond anything we previously thought, beyond all else because it’s tied to everything else. It’s tied to love, to work, to our children, our business acquaintances and our friends. It’s tied to everything and everyone and every time we miss it, be it by that inch or that mile, we lose a bit of ourselves. And eventually, there is no one home. We walk around as empty shells, some of us thinking our money or our feeling of integrity's unimportance is protecting us from that very thing that is killing us. Not keeping our word.
We think perhaps, that if we go to our place of worship, or our private prayers of asking for forgiveness (if in fact, we are aware of our indiscretions) it is enough, enough to keep us in G-d’s good graces, enough to get us through another day without thinking about what our actions or inactions did to the person we disappointed (at the least), disregarded or disgraced (at the most). But it’s not. Not by a longshot.
And when you are in the kind of situation I am in, you develop a keen sense of knowing; an awareness that integrity is often the only thing we have going for us. And in a sense, it really is the only and therefore, the most important thing we can take from this life on Earth.
Truly, every single time we fall short without an apology or an amend, we break hearts, sometimes bank accounts, sometimes marriages, friendships, relationships with family and countless other things that make life worth living. And sadly, we are often too unaware of it even happening. Hence, the empty shell syndrome.
I am far, far from perfect in this regard. But I have, if I listen, friends and family who gently set me back on track when I fall short. And if you don’t listen, they stop telling. Talking to an empty shell becomes tiresome. We all have tried to have conversations with those people, so we all know. But it’s far, far easier to spot it in someone else than in ourselves, just like everything else.
I hope I am never become that empty shell. If there is one thing I can take away from my time here, it’s knowing that I did my best to keep my word, my best to be aware when I mess up and above all, my best to acknowledge and correct the mistakes I make along the way.
Integrity. We must live with it in mind, even if our world leaders don’t. They are not the examples we want to follow.
Posted by Sherri at 1:53 PM
Friday, October 21, 2011
Today is the day I write something new, having been in hiding for way too long. The pain and other physical challenges makes me not want to write….in reality, that is when I should be writing, as it saves me from going mad. Instead, I read, watch movies, whatever it takes to take my mind off my woes.
One of my nieces came by the other day to say goodbye as she goes off on an adventure for a year, having finished high school. She’ll be getting credits that will transfer (she’s studding abroad) so that’s good. She is wise for her 18 years, and said something that I shall never forget.
I was telling her that sometimes I feel like I must have been a horrible person in another life to deserve the kind of life I have now; unable to do much of anything, fighting pain and other physical challenges. I don’t like to complain to my nieces and nephew, but it comes out sometimes.
She looked at me and said “Auntie, I think you are looking at it backwards. You are so strong. Everyone sees that. But I think that all your challenges are preparing you for the world to come; perhaps you will be sitting beside a king!” At the time, I kind of laughed, but the more I thought about it, the more I appreciated her words of wisdom.
So the next time I’m on the pity potty, feeling sorry for myself and wondering what kind of ghoul I must have been, I’ll think of her and her words. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll find the greater truth lies within them.
Posted by Sherri at 10:29 AM