On mother’s side of the family, the Wilsons, everyone had the same favorite advice cliche that could be used for many different situations… You knew it was coming when a grandparent, uncle, aunt, or mother started out with “Becky…There’s more to life...”
As a child it was hard to suppress a sigh when hearing this start-up phrase because it was used primarily to boost me up when daily life when wrong. The situations differed as I grew older but the advice stayed the same with a few alternative endings.
If I didn’t get chosen for the school talent show…mother would hug me and say…”Don’t worry…there’s more to life than one little school talent show…you’ll see that one day.” (“One day’s” in a child’s life borders on eternity and is not very imminently comforting.)
Or as I grew older and had my first broken heart….mother might say “It’s okay sweetheart…there’s more to life than just one toad on a lily pad…lots of fish in the sea.” (What is it with mothers and fish in the sea (along with frogs on lily pads?)…I am talking about a guy here that I had totally crushed on???)
The one Wilson line that really threw me was when one of my uncles was talking to me about my aspirations following college…He finally said…”Remember…There’s more to life than living Becky.” (Now what in the world was that supposed to mean…if you weren’t living… weren’t you dead?)
Today, of course, when this line is spoken…there’s always a blank at the end of it to fill in…like “There’s more to life than one’s car, house, phone (though if you lose it…it sure doesn’t feel that way) job, career, etc.
*With all the delayed coronavirus economic lifelines (Congress Relief Bill) continuing to be argued over instead of put into action…perhaps a banner should be put up on the walls in the House and Senate chambers from the American people saying “There’s more to life than eating…but we won’t ever find out what it is if we starve waiting on this bill to pass.” 🙂
Yet, this troubled old world did “lay down its burdens” waiting for spring to arrive ten minutes before midnight last night. I didn’t realize that this was the earliest arrival of spring (March 19) in 124 years! Impressive…Mother Nature knows when it is a good time to do something extra nice for earth (arriving early)…and does it in a timely fashion.
In fact as I type this post…(it is late afternoon on March 19) …it is still officially “winter”(with almost 8 hours left till spring)- the real joke, however, is summer decided to jump in before spring as temperatures reached the mid-80’s yesterday on the first day of spring in the lowcountry! It was HOT and will continue to stay in the 80’s for the next few days. It was a heater to air-conditioning day!
So until tomorrow…”There really is more to life” than even this coronavirus pandemic with all its massive destructive possibilities. We must concentrate on what we, as individuals, can do to help another individual get through this…one on one helping encircles our planet with love and caring.
“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh
I had to get out and water the plants and flowers yesterday on the first day of spring…they were thirsty….if this keeps up I will have to get Michael to set a new timer on the sprinkler…my empty milk jugs get heavy lugging around the front, side, and back yards and garden.
- Photo- First Gazania spring bloom….love these flowers…they bloom and bloom and bloom!