I watched as this fancy fellow knocked at the door*. Not at my door thankfully. I’m not sure how I would react to that. But, life is full of surprises, and how we react to the unexpected is part measure of who we are. There are the small things like when the cap comes off as we shake the salad dresssing, or the flat tire we find as we leave the house for an appointment, late again. Lost keys, tooth brush in the toilet, and what do you mean you have no record of the birthday cake I ordered?
What about when things get more serious? Bad news about that suspicious noise coming from under the hood of the car that you know will cost more than you have in the bank. The look on the doctor’s face when he says you might want to sit down. The look on your wife’s face when she says she wants to talk. The long distance call you get that tells you someone important in your life has died.
Do we go all British with a stiff upper lip? Do we try to pretend bad things don’t happen? Do we go to “Plan B” and “lean into it”? Do we push friends away because they don’t know what to say to make us feel better, or do we lean on them so hard they leave?
I don’t know the answers, but I do know that you can’t go through life without some surprises, and that goes for everyone. Acknowledging you are not the only one takes some of the focus off “me” and makes it “we”, and that helps. Looking outward we realize things could be worse.
*He was pecking at insects crawling up the door.