MikeBD Musings of a 24/6 techie (Software Architect / Technical Manager) family guy struggling to find meaning, balance and strong design / implementation supporting excellent user experiences.

6Jul/060

Two Choices

A welcome change from some of the forwarded e-mail chains I often receive, I thought I'd share this one:

Subject: Two Choices

What would you do? You make the choice! Don't look for a punch line; There isn't one! Read it anyway. My question to all of you is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. "I believe, that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story:
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14Jun/060

Some weeks don’t rock, learning from children and focusing on the positive

We have two girls (Ilana - 7) and (Ahava - 5) and they have taught me a few things. Our boy (Ariyeh - 1) doesn't quite speak yet, although he does manage to make his intentions known, they are not very bloggable.

Ilana and Ahava have much to say though and often the observations of the young can be very thought provoking for the mere adult. One of the things that I know well about my girls is their love of rocks. Suitors beware - it seems the admiration of shiny rocks is instilled quite early in young girls and has many years to settle in before she even dreams you're out there somewhere trying to find her. I am not sure if this is a nature or nurture effect. If my Wife is taking the girls off to secret meetings where the female group think is dutifully instilled, I expect I'll never know about it. Perhaps there-in lies the truth of all of these gymnastics, swimming and music classes I keep hearing about but see no evidence of except in my cheque book. Anyhow, I digress...

Back to the rocks. Any rock along the way when we walk down the street or through the park can cause a 15 minute delay to our itinerary. And just try explaining why they should not be picked up and carried on the Sabbath, never mind pilfering the especially nice polished white ones that people buy to accent their lawns. Yes - people buy rocks. To put on the ground. Really. I first realized the absurdity of this only when I had to explain to my girls that they shouldn't be taking rocks from private property (any day of the week). You might not have seen this if you are a concrete jungle native but all sorts of strange happenings go on in suburbia. Unfortunately, I did not learn this valuable lesson until after I once bought some rocks for our garden...
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26May/060

2 Weeks / 2 Funerals, some perspective

Two weeks ago I attended the funeral of a 90 year old Woman who was a very close friend of my Grand Mother. I fondly remember playing Rummy (cards) in the park with her as a child. One point conveyed in the eulogies was on the secret to living a long life. The key, it is said, is to never malign another. Always say good things about your fellow. Even more so - always think good things, benefit of the doubt etc... There is a strong sense of loss and grief at every funeral - but this one was very inspirational.

Today's will be another matter altogether.

The Father of a classmate of one of my Daughters was hit by a car. What a tragedy. I pray that his Wife and young kids will find a way to eventually reach some peace with this loss. The lesson here for me is the need to appreciate every day. Live each day as if it could be your last, especially in terms of how you treat others. Make sure everyone in your life knows how much you love them and care for them.

Just as a flame can be transferred from one candle to another without diminishing the energy of the first, so too can the gift of love be given without measure and without fear of depletion.

A couple of Judaic Links:
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HaMakom yenachem et'chem b'toch shar avay'lay Tzion vee'Yerushalayim. /
May the Omnipresent comfort you among the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem.
- Q&A on Mourning at AskMoses.com

All my love,
Michael.

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