(A “Notes to Self” Series)

Quote for Tuesday, 26 February 2019

“At what point do you give up – decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.”

― Tabitha Suzuma

At first glance or instance, “never” seems to be a simple word. It’s easy to utter, not too long, and so common. Yet, for a great reason, today is one of those days when saying it is too antithetical, ironic, paradoxical, conflicting, contradictory, convoluted, vague, confusing or any other modifying word to mean anything but clear, sensible or logical.

In thirty minutes, the day would already be over. I should have done this blog earlier this morning, but I didn’t. I nearly didn’t write this post. There were just too many reasons not to. There weren’t enough rationale for me to do so. To even start enumerating the sense behind my hesitations would even complicate the whole situation even further.

Some would say that fear is only in the mind, and that on the other side of it is what we would like to accomplish. Yet how do we distinguish the difference between mere inkling and what will really happen?

Others declare that the best way to predict history is to make it. Yet how could you do that when all the odds are against you, and you’ve got nothing else at your disposal that could match up with what you’re up to contend with? 

“Really? Let’s see.” That was the warning that I read and tried to nonchalantly ward off my thoughts. Yet what if there are other subsequent telltale signs of the threats? What else is there to do? 

With this post, I won’t mind if I would be making sense at all or not.

Harry Potter has Hermione, Ron, and the rest of Dumbledore’s Army, and could wield his wand against the Dementors. Peter Pan got Wendy, Tinker Bell, and the gang, and could think of happy thoughts that make a difference. Wands and fairy dust only exist in fantasy stories, though, and I certainly don’t have any of those. Yet what I would want to convey is that I’ve got my loved ones with me that I should think of foremostly: I’ve got my husband who continues to strive to do what he could and should, no matter what. We’ve got our kids who also do their best.  They are reminders from someone up there who knows and can do everything. “Things will be better eventually.” I’m back now on my keyboard because of that thought. No mortal being could ever guarantee what tomorrow will bring, but there’s that foresight that matters more now. No; there are still things, which shouldn’t really be. Yet I didn’t give up today. 

How about you? What keeps you going?