Is Everyone This Fortunate?
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I feel somewhat fortunate and stupid. I was reading a play today while also watching the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy (so good!) when somewhere in there, I started to think. I started pondering about the fact that there are always tv shows or movies or books or people that seem to be constantly staring me in the face and saying, Enjoy life, Appreciate the people around you, especially your parents. I often do respond to these cues, but they seem to dissolve as life takes over again. But you know, I feel fortunate to have these constant reminders. I am starting to wonder if I should feel lucky because they are there over and over, so that even if I don't always listen to them, there is another one right around the corner reminding me again. I wonder if everyone has this blessing in their life? Does everyone have these reminders constantly being shoved in their face or are there just the lucky ones that get this valuable gift for life?
In addition, the play I was reading was Our Town (by Thornton Wilder) and the majority of it was just decent, I thought. Then within the last few pages, one of the characters dies and they show the story from her point of view. The girl wants to view her life as it was when she was alive. Her "dead" friends tell her not to do it because she is going to regret it, but she goes ahead and does it anyway. She goes back to her twelfth birthday, and she sees herself and her family interacting and all she can do is continuously say to them, Slow down, no don't be in such a hurry, and especially, Look at each other! "They won't even look at each other," she keeps saying. And I had to stop. I thought about my own family and I realized, oh my Gosh. We don't look at each other either. I never noticed such a simple part of our life that is missing, but it's true. We just don't look at each other. And I started thinking, and I wonder if the people who I feel like I have a sudden connection with, who may not even be that close to me, are the people who stop and look at me. We don't even look at each other!
In addition, the play I was reading was Our Town (by Thornton Wilder) and the majority of it was just decent, I thought. Then within the last few pages, one of the characters dies and they show the story from her point of view. The girl wants to view her life as it was when she was alive. Her "dead" friends tell her not to do it because she is going to regret it, but she goes ahead and does it anyway. She goes back to her twelfth birthday, and she sees herself and her family interacting and all she can do is continuously say to them, Slow down, no don't be in such a hurry, and especially, Look at each other! "They won't even look at each other," she keeps saying. And I had to stop. I thought about my own family and I realized, oh my Gosh. We don't look at each other either. I never noticed such a simple part of our life that is missing, but it's true. We just don't look at each other. And I started thinking, and I wonder if the people who I feel like I have a sudden connection with, who may not even be that close to me, are the people who stop and look at me. We don't even look at each other!