Putting Life in Perspective
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
This morning I awoke early for an 8:30 a.m. appointment with a vascular surgeon. I have been trying to stay upbeat as I go through a battery of tests with none of them telling me anything new. My symptoms are real but the risk factors are absent. How did I arrive at this place, and why are the effects intensifying so quickly? I turned on the television and the news was everywhere. Haiti was once again assaulted by Mother Nature and her citizens were left to grieve their losses. I watched the faces of the children in their school uniforms, confused, hurt, afraid, homeless and possibly orphaned. Dead bodies lay in the street, some bloodied, others seeming to be asleep. As much as Haiti has suffered at the hands of dictators and been victimized by diseases and poverty, it seems hardly fair that her children should be made to face another outrage. And as I continued to watch the carnage I began to put my life in perspective. I have access to doctors; I have health insurance; I have family and friends who support me; and for a small price of discomfort, I am still mobile. My situation compared to the Haitians is miniscule. What am I crying about? Would I be able to survive what the Haitians have survived over several lifetimes? I decided that it is time for me to get myself back in gear and focus on being proactive for myself and for others. It is time to shut down the pity party and resume a positive stance. Life is going to deal us many blows before it is over. How we handle them is what matters, and how we hold ourselves accountable to others in need matters even more in the grand scheme of things.