The Old Man And The Aide
I saw an old man with his aide in front of a beauty supply store.
She intended to open the door for him but he said, “I can get it.”
He was a gentleman in his blue jeans, plaid shirt, Members Only-ish jacket and pair of Hush Puppies.
The heavy door resisted his initial pull, but in the end, it was no match for his determination and it relented.
His aide smiled graciously and he followed her into the store.
With ease, I opened the door to the adjacent Starbucks.
But that old man is me. He is you. If we’re fortunate enough to avoid the slings and arrows of life, he’s our fate.
You’d think we’d be kinder to others now. You’d think we’d be kinder to ourselves.
But greed breeds fear and spreads the gospel of not-enoughness. It seems we have no choice but to run rampant like rats in an unwinable rat-race and squander our youthfulness in pursuit of the illusion of future security.
But we do have a choice. We can choose to choose kindness. We can choose to choose to be grateful for the little things. Because trust me, they turn out to be the only things that matter.
The future is now. It shapes itself through you.
With love and thanks,
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