At 100%

 Life and its inconsistencies. We can't take anything for granted because we don't all have the same opportunities and luck in life.

    In my class, we talked about this short story by Carver named " Cathedral", it's about this old blind man that comes to see the narrator's wife. In my Music in Society class, we talk a lot about audition and how to be better listeners. My teacher today, showed us this radio show that was talking about a man that was born deaf, got surgery to fix it, and then decided to undo the surgery because he was happier being deaf. I, personally also experienced something today, that I never thought would happen but my parents are talking about getting divorced. 

    This posts is about being grateful and enjoying every minute of your life to its fullest. In "Cathedral", the man lost sight pretty early in his life and had to learn new ways to communicate and see life. It doesn't talk about it in the story, but I don't think anyone is prepared to experience that. In the radio show I listened to, the man was born without hearing. When he got the surgery and was finally able to hear people, he didn't like it at all and it hurt him too much. He was never able to hear the world like us and decided to never be able to, which is very strange to me but everyone is different. Hearing that show I realized that it was a privilege to be able to hear every little thing from a bird to a construction truck and someone talking to me. After reading the short story, I could see and being able to look at things analyze them, and react to them is something I never thought would be so special, but it in fact is. 

    I learned today that my parents would go separate ways and it didn't hurt me. I think I am old enough to understand both viewpoints and to make my own conclusions, but it is definitely weird. I was always so proud to tell people that my parents had been together for 24 years now and I guess I will never be able to do that again. I went on with my day and didn't think much of it but when everything was done and I was with alone with myself having nothing to do it hit me. This a situation that happens to a lot of people and some people, just like me, never see it coming. Having parents that love each other and enjoy spending time with each other is something I always took for granted. I thought my parents would last forever and were the perfect couple. I was proved wrong. To find someone that you can spend minutes, hours, days, and years with is hard. It is not something everyone is lucky enough to do.

    I would like for the readers to remember one thing about this post. Whatever you have going on in life right now even if it's the most basic thing, it might not be in someone else's life. Make sure you take the time to appreciate it, love it, and live it at 100% because it could leave really quickly.

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