Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Life's the Teacher

Whoever said Life has lessons to teach was not kidding.

I would never have been prepared for what I have learned over these past five years while growing up. The things you believe in seem trivial, the people you love and trust are strangers to you and the life you thought you figured out keeps unraveling itself.
Clearly, the woman who began this blog is not the woman writing this blog post today and will most certainly not be the woman who revisits this blog as the years rolls by. The kind of teacher life is encapsulated in three simple terms, realist, unforgettable and unsparing.

Life the Teacher
Life as a realist is a repeat term. Nothing gets more real than life itself. It's not a Jerry McGuire kind of existence. It happens in real time and in living color. There is no pause button on life and it will not give you a break from life to grasp what is going on about you. You make decisions as they come without fully understanding whether they were the right ones or the wrong ones. You do not get a preview of what's up ahead so you roll with the punches and hope for the best.

Life the unforgettable has the past linked to the present and the future. It is a series or chain of events. You remember those pizzas you devoured last month? Of course you do, in case you don't, your weighing scale does and if you keep it up, your poor heart will when you encounter a cardiac complication in the future. It is common to want to sweep things under the rug and pretend certain things did not happen. It is human to wish things away but that's not how life happens. What has a beginning, has an end. It does not matter whether you regret it or appreciated it, it will always have a follow through. This is something I can relate to.

Life the unsparing. If only life taught with a dose of Prozac, I would not mind what Life had to teach me. Heck, I would be front row of this class ready to learn. It is easy learning the good stuff but it is horrendous learning the bad, painful and awful stuff. The death of a loved one, the end of a relationship, the loss of a job, the loss of financial stability... These are all part of Life's Human Syllabus.

Like all classrooms, Life has all sorts of students in attendance or there are absentees.  We all perform differently in Life's class and we all her difference track records.

Now that I have shed some light on who Life the Teacher is, what kind of student are you?