Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Mina's Resurrection Blogfest. Crossroads

Well, today is Mina's Resurrection Blogfest where we celebrate her blog's anniversary, by reviving one old post we think was kinda lost because our, may I say null, readership. Partaking in the spirit, I went ahead and looked through my first year posts. Let me tell you, there wasn't much to be re-shared... I realize now how much more I know about blogging and why on earth no one was reading me back then. I have a much better appreciation for those who stuck with me and for the new followers that have found something half interesting to read here. Thanks to you all, really. You are the best!

Ok, so back to the celebration. Here I repost, as I wrote it in late 2010, my first post about my writing. A strange little piece that fits nowhere but in a blog. And it is so unlike my present writing... Whoo! Talk about changes!

Cograts Mina!

PS. For those looking for my IWSG post, I didn't forget. Please, scroll down. =)

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A few months ago I was writing what was supposed to be a short monologue from one of the older characters in my novel who was sharing some words of wisdom with the younger generation. Somehow that little monologue grew out of proportion and I had to cut it out, but I just couldn't part with it. I kept it, floating around without a place to be. It doesn't really reflect the story of the novel, since it is kind of a little essay in its own right. However, I share it with you today. I titled it 


Life is a crazy ride. Most of the time it's full of uneventful days, sometimes even boring. One day after another of the same occurrences and hard as you may try you end up sucked into the enormous momentum that is “routine”. Life goes on with its ups and downs and at some point we’re bound to find ourselves in a crossroad where we’ll have to make a choice that we know will affect the rest of our life. Usually we come across this kind of decisions maybe once a year every odd number of years, but certainly no more than 10 or 12 in a lifespan.

It's kind of astounding when you think about it: These are the moments that shape a life. When you are 70 and look back, everything you are and have is a direct consequence of merely a dozen crucial moments and most of the times you don’t feel as old as your body tells you.  

You don't think one decision a year every now and then would be hard to keep up with? Well, think again: College or no College? Get married or keep single? Take this job or that one? We don’t come across these questions that often but when they come, boy, they’re hard.

As you may have noticed before, life has a way of confounding us even more so when men in our usual arrogance think we have it all figured it out. “Lets send them a curve ball to spice it up!” And so it happens that one of those 'one-decision-year' turns out to be a 'several-decisions-year'; or even no decisions whatsoever but a series of events that are completely out of your hands and that end up not only defining the future but changing the whole ballgame. Then, at the end of those 12 months you find yourself looking in the mirror with a few more crowfeet and a bunch of new white in your hair but felling like a thousand years older. Those eyes looking back at you in the mirror look somehow wiser and you’re not yourself anymore but, if God was good to you, a new improved you. And you wonder, how is it possible that you suddenly caught up with your age when only 12 months ago you felt so much younger?

So here’s what I think. Had it not been for those “curve balls” we'd wound up at 70 feeling like a 5 year-old (which most 70 year-old men are, anyway). We need the uneventful years to help us process those life-changing years where we find ourselves growing wiser and older; then we use some of the boring times to carve a comfortable place in the new life that was thrust upon us to rediscover ourselves in a wiser state, so we are able to keep moving forward when life knocks on our door again.

After all the things you’ve gone through, when you turn 70 and look back to your life thinking: How the hell did it all go so fast? When the reflection in the mirror is that of an old man that somehow doesn’t seem to reflect who you really feel you are, look real close to those eyes looking back at you and you’ll recognize the wisdom in his eyes even though you don’t feel the years in your skin.
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There you go. Share your thoughts, any criticism is welcome and I can't wait to hear what you think of my little piece. I hope you liked it!


Chris Fries said...

Hi Gina!

I have been very AWOL from blogging lately so I haven't visited in quite a while. I hope you are doing great and that everything in your life is filled with joy, love, and happiness!

I'd signed up for Mina's blogathon a long time ago and while still under a hectic schedule, I am trying hard to get some blog visits in too as a part of it, and I absolutely wanted to visit yours.

I loved your post. It's true and very insightful. Life has only a few critical crossroad events that can completely change everything.

But while it has only a few revolutionary changes, life also has many evolutionary ones. Like the frog who jumps out of boiling water when suddenly thrust into it, but sits and eventually gets toasted when the temperature only slowly creeps up a few degrees at a time, we can also find ourselves undergoing huge changes that have slowly swept over us.

So keep your eyes peeled for the crossroads, but stay wary of slowly drifting off course, too.


Elizabeth Twist said...

I love it. Great speech. Maybe you can find a way to work it into some future plot line.

Gina said...

Aw, gee. Thanks Chris! I missed you, too! You're right that life can dull you with no apparent changes while sneakily moving the earth underneath you. We always have to keep moving forward and never get our eyes off the ball. Love to hear back from you!

Thanks Elizabeth. I don't think it'll ever work as it is, but the feeling behind it is in every one of my novels because I do feel life is like that. ;) Thanks for stopping by!

David Macaulay said...

Interesting post - yes I found I had written a lot fewer posts in my first year but also I seem to have put more time and energy into them.


Melissa Bradley said...

I thoroughly enjoyed this piece. It reminded me so much of a talk I had once upon a time with my great-grandmother. It was the night before her 100th birthday and I was helping her get ready for bed. What a wonderful lady she was. I'm very happy you shared this. :)

Jolie du Pre said...

At 50, I know that all the curve balls I've been thrown have made me a strong and confident woman. I can do anything I set my mind to, including pole dancing (my new form of exercise.)

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Nicole said...

Great post, Gina! I tend to agonize over those life decisions, but in hindsight the answer always seems so obvious. ;)

Gina said...

David, thanks for stopping by. Weren't we all like that?

Melissa, gee. Thanks! It makes me real happy to know this piece brought you such cherished memories. Grandmas are the best all the way!

Jolie, good for you! Pole dancing? Awesome! I don't think I'm quite coordinated enough to try it, but it sure looks like fun. =)

Nicole, everything seems so small in hindsight. Every big decision we couldn't take, every tear we let out, every agonizing pain... I keep reminding me that when I hit one hard bump on the road, it will all be alright and it'll never matter so much as now. ;)

Tamara said...

Hey...really glad I found you through Mina's blogfest. Great post. Very well written. I really enjoyed it.

I always love in books when one of the wise characters (like a Dumbledore sort of character) passes their wisdom down. I always wanted to write a character like that--but I don't feel wise enough yet. ;)

Tamara said...

Ooops...meant to tell you I'm a new follower. It's nice to meet you. :)

M Pax said...

There's so much truth in that passage and comfort. Glad you shared it, because it needed to see the light of day. I know I never feel the age I am. Somehow I think I'm still 17. lol

The Ranting Monkey said...

I liked it, though if you added a few colorful metaphors it would fit in with some of my own posting. Proving once and for all, I'm an old man in a young man's body.

Great post for the blogfest.

Gina said...

Hi Tamara, thanks for following and thanks for your kind words. I'm truly enjoying the resurrected posts all the way. Just visited yours and I loved it. Hope to see you around! =)

M Pax, don't we all? I know I will never grow older than 20. Except when I have to admonish my husband for his serious lack of matureness. (Is that even a word?)

Ranting Monkey, I love the playfulness of a child trapped in an adult body. That's me for sure!

Al Penwasser said...

I'm not 70 yet (but it'll get here quicker than I'd like), but my life has been FULL of crossroads that, had I chosen a different path, I wouldn't be where I am. In fact, I like to look at the crossroads my parents took that, had THEY not chosen the paths they took, I wouldn't be where I am. Very thoughtful post.

Gina said...

Thanks Al! You're right, I'm often amazed at how many decisions others made that got me in the path I now cruise. Awe inspiring indeed. =)

Sandra Rose Hughes said...

wooh- you make some excellent points, Gina- but I find thinking about the significance of all our choices a little terrifying. I try not to take things too seriously or I find I can't make any decisions at all!

Mina Lobo said...

Boy, I sure do agree with you about feeling older but no wiser than a kid! :-)

Thanks for participating in my blogfest!
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Heather Murphy said...

This is such a perfect post for me right now. Next week is my 40th birthday, which has been full of reflections thinking about it. The time flies so fast! Some decisions really do mold what direction our life goes in.

Gina said...

Sandra, I know how overwhelming it can feel to think of the gravity a decision may have. Don't over think it, just ponder your options and go with your heart. If you're ok with your decision today, there'll be no regrets even if the outcome is not what you expected. Sometimes life wants us to go in a certain direction and will not take no for an answer, just enjoy the ride. =)

Mina, I loved the blogfest. It was so much fun to read the resurrected blogs. Thanks for being so brilliant!

Heather, I wrote this post after my first born came into my life. I had married just 11 months prior and in the span of a year my life had changed radically. Time does fly, indeed and today I'm the mother of a seven and a six year old. I couldn't be happier. So I wish you are finding yourself happy when your 40th birthday celebration comes. Keep enjoying life. Congrats!

Yolanda Renee said...

For some reason I don't want to go there or think about that. 70 and looking back. I'm still too busy looking forward! :)

Good post, starts a person thinking about things they may not want to, at least not yet! Regrets, yes, I have plenty!

Georgina Morales said...

I just had a lengthy conversation with someone about that. I told him looking forward is the only way to move forward. I stand by it =)

Thanks for stopping by Yolanda!