‘Rolling Stones Magazine just reached a remarkable conclusion. Of their 500 greatest-albums-of-all-time, only 8% were recorded after 2000. The rest go back 40 and 50 years. Suggesting even a cool publication has a warm spot for the past.
That brings to mind how the omelet that is each of us consists of so many past ingredients, it would be impossible to unscramble. And probably destructive. Consider all those people that went into making you the you that you are today. Teacher…sergeant…neighbor…buddy…rival…hero…whoever! If you could somehow delete them from the recipe you have become, imagine who you would be.
Here’s a guess. You CAN’T!
None of us can quite imagine what our life might have been without those chance intersections. We didn’t plan them, we couldn’t plot them, but somehow someway they happened. Altering the trajectory of our lifespan in ways at first trivial but later towering.
To illustrate. After our Father returned from WWII, he wanted to buy a home in a nearby suburb but couldn’t afford it. So we remained in the city. Small detail to a 14-year-old who could never imagine this meant remaining in a parish who later hired a youth director who Pied Piper-ed a theatre club who invited an actress who met a young man who fell in love who married who had three children with her —
Here’s another guess. This very same serendipity can be found in your own omelet. Only don’t try plucking out any parts, for then all the rest disappears. Whoosh, you may not even be here to read this!
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