A few observations:
Resurrecting these memories reminded me of just how often people really do deliver for each other with no expectation that their effort be rewarded. It gave me hope and the incentive to try to do the same.
I’m not a bucket list person. Most people don’t have that luxury. It is a privilege to enjoy the rewarding cycle of being curious, trying something new, failing a bit and succeeding. I still want to try hard things and to finish what I’ve started. Between about six-teen and fifty-five years old the “hard things” and the “had to” was a way of life. Now it is a choice. It never want to stop taking risks and trying.
I love the breaking of a glass at the celebratory end of a Jewish wedding… representative of life’s fragility and the reminder to us all to commit to pick up life’s pieces and try to create good. So, I conclude on a sobering story because life is messy and our world is a mess. Creating the chance to say thank you is my way of picking up a few pieces of broken glass.
Finally, when did we stop putting a space between sentences? There are some things I’m just incapable of evolving.
2022: Dear Mack McCarter, Making Caring Contagious
Dear Mack,
It takes heart and courage to step into strangers. The pandemic, overwhelming divides and the brutal discord of our time muted my voice and my will to participate beyond my own close circle of family and friends.
2022: Dear Ute Mountaineering, Sure… you can be an uphill athlete
It is humbling at 60 to try to maintain your childhood favorite activities. Hours spent on a trampoline are off the menu and ice skating seems risky. My love of a dancefloor is tragically dated but, I will bust a move until the day I die.