Friday June 20th, 2014 – Sparta, WI
Yet
another life lesson I continue to learn is that life lessons never stop at any
age - and neither do problems. I’m sure my grandfather told me that at some
point in my youth, but I was probably preoccupied with thinking I would be the
exception to the rule and missed it. We all think that.
When we’re kids, we assume that life gets
better and at some point everything is problem free. I remember being around
seven or eight and knowing a couple of families in our neighborhood that had a
house full of kids that were all older than me. The Lutes family lived on my
block and the McCauleys lived across the street. They were friendly to me, and
I knew most of them well.
I still remember walking around in the
neighborhood talking with them and thinking how great their lives were. They
all seemed so much older and fully matured at the time, but in reality they
totally weren’t. They were regular people going through the same problems
everybody else does.
Tim Lutes worked at Sears. I remember
thinking he was a borderline celebrity because I’d seen him there on the sales
floor with his name badge on when my grandparents were shopping. I was really
impressed, and in my mind he had totally ‘made it’. He could buy all the candy
he wanted.
His brother Cliff was into cars, and that
was my greatest love besides sports. Cliff would work on his old Ford Fairlane
in the driveway, and I would often wander over and keep him company. Looking
back, he had the patience of a saint and would answer my deep probing dumb
questions about how cars worked. He could have chased me away, but he didn’t. I
thought he was a genius.
The McCauleys were my sports connection, and
they were the first ones to let me play in their baseball games. I’m still not
sure how many there were, but I do know they were all boys. I liked them all,
and again they didn’t have to be nice to me but they were. They showed me how
to not bat cross handed, and how to field a ground ball correctly. To me, they
were all sports superstars.
They were all bigger than me, and could run
faster, throw harder and hit better. I assumed they would all not only play
Major League Baseball, but end up in the Hall of Fame. In reality, it was just
a bunch of average kids that played baseball in summer just like the kids
everywhere else.
Tim Lutes was never named CEO of Sears, nor
was Cliff at Ford. None of the McCauleys ever played Major League Baseball, and
as far as I know they’re all still alive and facing the same life problems
everyone else does. They might be different problems, but they still need to be
solved.
If and when they are, there will be a whole
new set just around the corner and the process starts all over again. It’s the
perpetual pile of problems that wear us all down, and I don’t see anything on
the horizon to break the chain other than death. And who knows if that’s the end
of the line?
The current lesson I am in the process of learning
is that I will always have problems, and that I might as well learn to embrace them.
The obstacles I faced as a kid seem pretty tame compared to what I’ve gone through
in just these past few months, but they seemed insurmountable then.
I didn’t realize all I had going for me along with
what I was trying to overcome, and I see now that none of us ever are without struggles
– at least not for very long. Life is process of perpetual change and evolution,
and then we each have to make our individual adjustments accordingly. It may not
be fair, but that’s just the way life works. I’m receiving a new batch of problems.
Yay!
Welcome to life, where everybody has problems. NO exceptions. |
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