It is incredible how significant a fingertip of experience is. We see the changes made by the bigger forces, yet the simple tiny ones are just as important. I recall exchanging a laugh and a smile on a crowded bus in Korea. That brief encounter made me richer, as a person. We never exchanged names and our lives entwined.
Interweaving our lives with the living can often bring the biggest changes. It also is the most difficult. When we lose a pet or someone we care about deeply to death, our lifescape can resemble a scene in a war movie. Brokenness and destruction as far as the eye can see. When someone steps away, it also is cause for devastation. However, we should never forget, in either case, our right to choose how our lifescape might look. We can be stupid and destroy the changes made or we can accept and move on in growth.
Others around us are almost always affected by the things which shape another. They, too, can help us choose to accept or they can aid in destruction. Love, support, care, and being a person of light encourages our own lights to shine. I am a child of divorce. I understand the shape of loss. Every time a dad left, I was left changed. But, I am the person I am because of those experiences. I chose to not be mad or bitter. I accepted and life went on.
I know and respect how a life is shaped. I may not always enjoy the shaping, I may wish for the imagined. It is the way it is. I’ve mentioned Doris Day quite a bit in here and elsewhere. That popular tune of hers is pretty spot on! Hearing her sing makes you grin and any germ of resentment vanishes like a soap bubble in sunshine.
‘Que sera, sera’ has been a theme song this summer. And it is quite alright and I am smiling.