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It’s Not a Lack of Empathy…

11 Sep

Never forget… Sure, I remember 9/11 and how everything changed. I also remember people losing their minds in fear. That’s the part I couldn’t understand; what made you think you were safe?

There’s a certain amount of functional ignorance that you have to live with to get on with life. The elevator could tumble many floors… But it’s unlikely. You’re far more likely to die from driving your car, but I have stuff to do. This food is going to kill me, but not for another twenty years.

I remember members of my family really worried and saying how nothing would be the same again. I didn’t understand that. Sure, nothing would be the same again… but nothing ever is. A restaurant opens over here, another closes over there. Construction blocks your normal commute and so on and so on.

I guess my lack of empathy with that level of fear comes from my life experience. I expect things to change… to mess up my day usually… and things to never be the same, regardless of how much I want them to. The longest I’ve ever had a job was five years, and part of the reason I left was that after those years, they reorganized the company and suddenly I lost all the reasons I liked the gig (working from home, good boss).

Here’s where I should make a COVID parallel, but I don’t have to. Accept the change or don’t – I just get pissy with people trying to make me feel afraid. My mom died one day at the age of 44–no warning–uterine tumor that we didn’t know was there burst and BAM… gone. Everything changed.

I’m older than she was then. I’ve been in two major bicycle accidents and several smaller ones. I’m not in the greatest shape, but I’m in better health than most. Yet I could drop dead of half a dozen things today. I’m not worried about it. I have wonderful children, I’ve written my books, and I think I have more credits than debts on the spiritual side. So there’s nothing to fear from death. It’s just a change and it’s not like you can do anything about it.

Man, did this post turn dark quick. Well, it’s a dark day. Share your thoughts in the comments below. I’ll try to be peppier later.

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