I suggest we all just reread Walter’s meditation from yesterday. Thank you, son.
However, Suzy will not let me get by with being lazy. So here goes.
“Dear Webb, Out of all my friends, you seem to be getting the most diverse experiences out of life. — David.”
During one of my darkest moments in the mid 1990’s I received a postcard from a friend who was in South Africa. On the back were the words you find above. I still have his card, and the words are the first words inscribed in the journal I began on my sabbatical. Many a time over the next years, I turned to those words when I found myself wondering “why me.” They brought a smile to my face then, and they still bring a smile to my face today. David, my old teammate and roommate at Toad Hall helped me keep things in perspective.
David, has a PHD in Geology and at the time of the postcard was searching for Gold in South Africa. I thought he was living a diverse life. David reminded me that as Victor Frankel said, “ the last of human freedoms is to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s way.” I needed to realize I was about to experience some thing new and different and, no matter how difficult, embrace it as part of my life.
As we take stock during Lent let us all celebrate our uniqueness. Our experiences, both the good and the bad, are part of us, and smile. Each of us is “getting the most diverse experiences out of life.”