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The clock that stopped a long time ago..

Dear Fellow Journalers,

A perspective piece from G. Enjoy!

~Sallie

I recently stopped by to see an acquaintance of mine. (I can’t call him a friend because this guy doesn’t make friends) Now this guy, for reasons all his own, has become a bit of a hermit as he’s gotten older. You hardly ever see this guy in public, and he only goes out to buy the necessities of life.

I think that’s why a few of us stop by occasionally to see him. We just want to be sure he’s OK. He begrudgingly allows us in his house, and frankly, we wonder how long this is going to last. He seems to withdraw more and more each time I see him. I understand that this is common among certain older people, who “have no one.”

When I was there the other day, I noticed, for the first time, this beautiful old clock. It was a magnificent old thing, beautifully carved from a fine wood. But I also noticed it wasn’t running.

When I asked him about it, he said “That clock stopped a long time ago.” I asked him if he was going to get it fixed. NO! I asked him if I could get it fixed for him. NO!

I then pleaded that it was much too beautiful to leave just sitting, not fulfilling its’ intended purpose. I said a piece like that should be running and on display, so its’ beauty could be appreciated.

He stared at me, giving me the most quizzical look. ‘I told you, that clock stopped running a long time ago!”

Long moments of silence passed between us. I wondered if I was about to be thrown out. But suddenly he decided to explain himself.

“You see, that clock is kinda like my life. It had its’ place, time and function for years. It worked perfectly, and did its’ job. Then one day, it just got old and tired and stopped, kinda like my life.”

I protested. “Yes, it is like your life. But in a different way than you’ve come to believe. Just like you, that clock is still very much alive! All it needs is a few adjustments, and it’ll be fully functional again! Just like your life! It’s too beautiful to just sit there, half buried by junk, when it could be restored to its’ former glory!”

The look on his face was like a little boy who had been caught being bad. More moments of uneasy silence.

“WHO ASKED YOU ANYWAY! Just because we worked together for a few years doesn’t give you the right to come into my house and tell me what’s wrong with my life, or my clock!! Get out!”

My drive home was a long one.

As I sit here relaying this story to you, I’m thinking about that old man, sitting there alone in his house, doing who knows what. I’m thinking about that old clock too. Both are beautiful things, easily fixed, but choosing instead to just remain where they are, not fulfilling their potential. What a shame.

(P.S. Yes, I’m going to try to visit him again, after a time, giving things a chance to “cool” Wish me luck—I’d really like to see both back up and running.)

 

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Are you happy?

Dear Fellow Journalers,

Happiness and unhappiness are largely based on your perception. Last spring the eve of my birthday to be exact, our state was hit by a hurricane. We lost electricity, water internet, phones and tree limbs. Now this phenomenon occurs occasionally and we+’ve adapted over the years, but this time it was during a really hot season. At the time I thought it was the worst thing that could happen and on my birthday no less!  However, the next day we had some solutions (the local library allowed us to charge our devices and the Senior Citizen offered discounted meals.) I was happy.

Can you ‘re-set your idea of happy? Yup, yes you can.

Don’t think that you are a victim. Life hurts and is sometimes unfair but when I considered that there were others in my town who were worse off than me and I had solutions after-all I felt better.

Not everyone is out to get you. The guy who took your parking place ,- he probably was running late and never “saw” you. The lady who decided to get into the “12-14  grocery items only” with 25 items and you need to get the school to pick up your child is selfish but you are not the victim.

Give up control.  You can’t control the weather and you can’t control what people will do so why fight it? Avoid punishing your friends because they are disappointing you.

You can choose to be happy or unhappy. As for me, I choose happy.

~Sallie

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