by Jeanne Hambleton©
I am not sure if pondering or deep thinking comes with age, fibromyalgia, or the loss of a dear one.
There is little doubt I have grown much more philosophical in recent years and feel this may be a combination of fibromyalgia and as a parent of grown up responsible children. In hindsight since becoming a fibro-half-a-day-gal I do have much more time to sit and think.
Before this awful syndrome took hold of my life five years ago, I spent my life like something possessed. I was never still for a moment and a professed workaholic beyond redemption. Now I am paying the price – but I do have lots of busy memories I can fall back on.
But unlike some I am not what you would call a world-thinker, although I do sometimes wonder what life will be like in 25 years time when my very young grandson may be contemplating marriage or not – as the case maybe – or even thinking of moving to another planet – after we have messed this one up.
If I am honest my thinking revolves around ‘news stories’ – what will I write about next – who has done what and why – what are my kids up to – why do they never have any money and think I am made of money – and those sort of silly questions. But you do not have to have fibromyalgia to suffer from these thoughts – I guess some of them are pretty universal.
I was however very interested to read something an American stand-up comedian, George Carlin, has written. He apparently has recently lost his wife, and although a ‘man of mirth’ the words he has written below are very profound. Maybe I will become a world-thinker after all.
George Carlin was at the height of his career in the 70s and 80s in the USA, and who is now 70, has certainly stirred my thoughts – I hope he does the same for you.
Maybe like the poet William Wordsworth we just might find time to “stop and stare”. All I can really remember of that poem which I learnt at school is, “I wandered lonely as a cloud” and something about daffodils. Sorry…blame fibro fog – just cannot remember these days – unless it is really really really important – then it comes back within a few minutes.
I drive my husband mad when I look at an old star on TV and say, “That’s…..you know…..what is his name?” An hour later the answer pops into my head – I guess you would call that a time delay or something. By the way no copyright infringement meant – I just think these a great thoughts from George Carlin should be shared. Thanks Julia for sending them to me.
But back to George Carlin
What a difference a sad event in someone’s life makes. George Carlin’s wife recently died…
Isn’t it amazing that George Carlin – comedian of the 70’s and 80’s – could write something so very eloquent…and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete…
Remember, to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
and always remember:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
If you have any thoughts on this epilogue please share them with us. It is good to ‘talk’. Jeanne