We know this important thing, but it doesn’t make sense until we’re older

White Lab in car at drive-trhu window
Started bringing Cooper along on Summer trips to get Twistee Treat ice cream

 

Follow our passion. Right? Looks good on paper. Later in life it’s the things we didn’t do we regret most.

We know this, but it doesn’t make sense until we’re older.

What other critical life lesson do we know in youth, but don’t comprehend it’s reality until we’re older?

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Guest blogger Lorie Sheffer: Karma

Winter falls upon the Orchard, confirming it is now time to rest
Winter falls upon the Orchard, confirming it is now time to rest

 

“What goes around comes around.”

“The circle of life.”

I sat by my father’s side, surrounded by several other midlifers sitting by their parent’s side in the large infusion room. Thankfully it was late afternoon and most, but not all, of our group was there for iron infusions to treat anemia. We were among the more fortunate who visit that room at the cancer center. And yet, the tension was palpable.

My dad was being monitored for an allergic reaction to his treatment, and my anxiety was mounting as I was trying to distract him with trivial banter, running options by him of where to stop for carryout on the way home. We’ve been through so much with him in the past three years that it’s hard not to get that familiar knot in the pit of our stomachs when things are even slightly out of kilter.

Suddenly I remembered the nights when I would come in past curfew. The time I dented Mom’s car. Having to bring home a less than stellar report card. Giving birth to my daughter a month after turning twenty years old. I remembered the look of worry in my dad’s eyes then, and wondered if he was now able to see that same look in my eyes.

Whoever coined the phrase, “Karma’s a real bitch” knew what they were talking about.

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Ever catch yourself in an unintentional accident that became a miracle?

Orange County Convention Center West E room set for 6,000
Orange County Convention Center West E room set for 6,000

 

The dinner conversation with close friends last night drifted into why I write five daily, differently-themed blogs.

(… a run of four-plus years and 8k+ posts)

Won’t go on and on about it (because I did that last night), but will say three things:

  1. It was an accident
  2. It was never a goal
  3. It truly is a miracle

Ever catch yourself in an unintentional accident that became a miracle?

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So joyful and thankful, even though it seemed unappreciated?

Photo from AARP newsletter about ReImagining life
One conversation, two people, one profoundly changed (it was me). Although the intent was to help change the other.

 

Find the good in every situation. It becomes habit, and our joy becomes prolific.

So thankful that a friend and I had an intense, honest, loving, two-hour dinner conversation, prompted by the friend’s question, “Any feedback?”

It hit me two days later that the risk I took – and the content provided – to share ‘brutally honest’ feedback was never acknowledged.

No, “Thank you Jeff for sharing that with me. I truly appreciate you being so completely and utterly honest and insightful.”

Doesn’t matter.

What matters is I answered the question fully and completely.

Finally.

I can now move on, gratefully.

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