Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tales my mother told me
One of my mother's favorite phrases was "God writes straight with crooked lines." Keeping in mind that I'm not religious - primarily because, if there were a God, does he/she decide to side with one opposing interest one day and another the next? after all, enemies often each claim utter devotion to him/her and it seems unlikely that he/she would choose sides and many enemies do fight in his/her name, at least so they say; please don't yell at me, this is just an opinion - nevertheless I have always been inordinately fond of this thought for it seeing good. Optimism is something I do wholeheartedly believe in and strive toward, even if I cannot always achieve it. In fact it's clear that crooked (i.e., unpleasant or difficult) situations often emerge into superb unexpected outcomes. The most recent and pleasing (to me) was a difficult situation at work which resulted in both renewed and new associations and friendships, partly revolving around passion for the New York Times crossword puzzle which was another passion of my mother's, come to think of it. Ciao, mamma!
