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Will it Matter in 100 Years from Now

Bubba
2000 years ago a Jewish carpenter and his twelve drinking buddies changed the world. Today I wonder how many things I do will change the world, or even be remembered 100 years from now. I know 100 years from today the facts my socks don't match today, my striped shirt doesn't match my striped suspenders, or that I lost control of my bladder and peed on my shirt tail won't even be mentioned in polite conversation. The fact that this one legged man feels the pain of others and tries to give an example of hope to everyone will be long forgotten. Why does it bother me today?

Will the kind words I spoke to a man hurting from the rejection of divorce be remembered? Will the example of honest attempts to improve my life be a topic of a book or Hollywood production? Will my great-great-grandchildren even think about my life with a wee bit of pride? There are no answers to these questions. The only hope I have is the quote from the old Navajo Shaman. "Folks will forget everything I say, folks will forget everything I do, folks will always remember how I made them feel."

Today I am having a great day. I must keep these feelings of joy filed in my brain for a day when my world falls apart again. I know it will but until then I will celebrate the joy and share the Divine Blessings of this day with all that will listen. I know "this too will pass." I know 100 years from today no one will care. I know just for today I can be strong and courageous trying to share a wee bit of my experience, strength and hope.

I have been told "Success is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it." I wouldn't be the person I am without the pain and joy that I have experienced in the last 57 years. 100 years from now I won't know if I've touched even one person. I tell stories about my Dad, my Grandad, and other ancient acquaintances. I remember these stories as if they happened only yesterday. Most of them are part of my life's journey. What will the stories be about me? Who will tell the tales of the one legged man with a special attitude?

Will Charley's writings, that inspire me, still be available to my children's children? Will Artme's poems and art work still touch the folks of three generations from now? Will Norman Rubin's stories still enlighten and entertain the folks that read them? There are more questions but still no answers. The Hope for Today is a simple message. I must pull up my big boy panties and get to work. I must put one foot in front of the other and do the next right thing. I only need worry about today. If I worry about yesterday and fret about tomorrow I know I will be pissing all over today. Today is the gift from my Higher Power called the present. Y'all have a great day... Unless you have a better plan. Mizpah. ;-}}>

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  • L. Lee Scott12/5/2008

    Wonderful, as always. What matters is that today, in this moment, you are making a positive difference, a difference for good, in people's lives. I hope there will be people who remember that in 100 years -- but if they don't, it doesn't matter, because where you'll be, you'll still know, and you'll see how lives have changed. Bless you!

  • Sheryl Young10/28/2008

    I too love the line Success is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it. Great piece! I wonder how this election will matter 100 years from now! If the U.S. still exists.

  • Genie Walker10/26/2008

    Excellent post! I often wonder about the same thing, will anything I did or didn't do be remembered 100 years from now.

  • Pops the Ole Man of the Net10/26/2008

    Great attitude and great composition - :)

  • Sadie Kay10/25/2008

    We have a "crown of jewels" waiting...............

  • Feona196210/24/2008

    Very beautiful family you have....

  • Feona196210/24/2008

    Great article...

  • Lenora Murdock10/24/2008

    Great inspirational article!

  • mimpi10/24/2008

    inspirational, great write!

  • jcorn10/23/2008

    Alban- You are so right! No matter what comes tomorrow, I hope to always appreciate the present day. Thanks for reminding me of that :)

    My wake up call came the day a drunk driver nearly killed me. I had been worrying about college exams that day but...from that day on....no matter how busy, I set a timer to remind myself to stop, breathe and notice the beauty of being alive, the birds outside the window, my children' smiling faces, the gifts given because my life was spared.

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