We
expect much of life and of ourselves. Too much. Thus, life disappoints us and
we disappoint ourselves. Life does not measure up to our expectations and we
especially don’t measure up to our expectations, or perhaps, more importantly,
our hopes. And so we find ourselves ultimately hoping against hope, which is to
say that we still hope for an outcome in awareness that such an outcome is
almost impossible, though still possible. It is the carrot that we hold before
our eyes so that we asses may be on moving rather than stopping forever. We
thus put a positive spin on the most dire of circumstances. I do, and I think
almost all of us do since there is no choice but to keep on keeping on in light
of our many responsibilities and choices and in light of our own responsibility
to ourselves. We don’t have the option of walking away from, of abandoning,
ourselves.
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