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Friday, 04 December, 2020

A Double Edge Sword (part one of two)

Date: 01 December, 2009

By: Chief

Imageecently I shared with y'all my oh so loathsome experience of having to under go a very invasive, yet extremely simple, medical examination. All because the results of my Prostate-Specific Antigen (PSA) blood test were a little high. Not real high — just a little high. In other words there was and remains the anorexic possibility of me contracting prostate cancer.

My healer, for he is far above and beyond a mere surgeon or medical doctor and the most competent medical practitioner I have ever known, while not being insistent upon the exam being performed, was without doubt, emphatic that the exam should be performed. So I capitulated and allowed the exam to take place. The primary reason being that — if — something "abnormal" was found it might be early enough to do something about it. Hence, to prolong life. Mine in this particular case. The secondary reason was to provide my wife and I with peace of mind. Which is rather important I believe.

The mental anguish I went through before and during the exam (I actually do not remember any of it) and writing the aforementioned story got me to thinking about life. Thinking about the:

An interesting couple of questions are they not? To be sure paradoxical as well. Most importantly of all however, is simply both questions are so esoteric that no one person could accurately answer either for all people. Hence, no two people could or would view them in the same light. Therefore the answers are, by and large, unique to the individual. Something government ought to learn. Something which ain't ever going to happen either — I fear.

Two points of life

I submit, there are a very few points, two as a matter of fact, which most, if not all, people could agree with. These points are:

Isn't that just Jim Dandy? Answer a couple of esoteric questions with a philosophical statement and another esoteric question. You know I do believe I may have created a circular argument. But I see no other way. So I shall endeavor, or at least attempt, to answer them both. Who knows, I might get lucky. However, I'm not going to hold my breath.

The price of life

A couple, married or not, have the habit, willingly or not, of becoming parents. No, it ain't the water either. And sooner or later in the little blighter's life said parents usually tell the kid that they bestowed the 'gift' of life upon him or her. Gee what nice parents. Hah!

What mom and pop failed to tell Junior or Missy is they did not pay for the 'gift' of life they bestowed upon Junior, Missy or, option 'C', all of the above. So Junior, Missy or all of the above strut about for decades fully believing the 'gift' of their individual lives was fully paid for by mom and pop.

Then one day, for whatever reason, Junior, Missy or all of the above receive a severe mental slap in the face. They discover, much to their individual chagrin and utter dismay, they are not immortal. Mom and pop never paid for the 'gift' of life they so graciously bestowed upon their offspring. And mom and pop can't. Nope, Junior, Missy or all of the above came to the earth shattering realization that each of them must individually pay for that particular 'gift'. They each must — die.

Once that realization hits home — a person is never the same again.

Live for the living

Is nothing more than another way of saying — what makes life worth living?

When a person finally realizes that he or she isn't going to live forever — everything about that person's life changes. Life becomes precious. It is no longer a race to keep up with the Jones'es or to get that big promotion. It becomes a race to witness another sunrise, to listen to the sounds of spring, to watch the first snow of winter fall. Most of all it becomes a race to enjoy whatever amount of time each of us has left. And to enjoy that time to the fullest. For who knows what tomorrow may bring. Indeed, who knows if there will even be a tomorrow.

With that said it now becomes incumbent upon each of us, as individual human beings, to determine just what makes life worth living. To be sure I can think of no more personal decision to be made which has such far reaching implications on your:

How you continue to live your life — the way you act — will have a direct, profound and long lasting impact on those whom are intimately involved in your world. I think it is safe to say our individual actions shall out last each of us. Hopefully in a positive manner. That would be refreshing.

Allow me then, if you will, to provide you with a very few examples of what makes life worth living — for me:

My wife receives top billing and rightfully so. She is my partner in life and my world. There is absolutely nothing I would not do for her. Furthermore, should she proceed me in death I have no reason whatsoever, let alone want, to continue on living without her. The rest of my extremely short list are in no particular order.

Continue to part two.

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