My cousin shared a link to an NPR post on her Facebook page recently. The title caught my eye, but I wasn’t going to bother clicking on it as I was in a hurry, I had to go do stuff, blah-blah… But then I found myself with a few minutes to spare so I took the time to read the post. And I’m so glad I did, as it really struck a chord with me.
Many times I find myself annoyed at having to attend certain events out of some sense of obligation. But then you take a minute and realize that you are not there for yourself; you’re there for the person whose birthday, graduation, wedding, or funeral it is. You are there to show them and their loved ones that they have touched your life in some way and that, yes, they matter(ed).
Here is an excerpt:
“Always go to the funeral” means that I have to do the right thing when I really, really don’t feel like it. I have to remind myself of it when I could make some small gesture, but I don’t really have to and I definitely don’t want to. I’m talking about those things that represent only inconvenience to me, but the world to the other guy. You know, the painfully under-attended birthday party. The hospital visit during happy hour. The Shiva call for one of my ex’s uncles. In my humdrum life, the daily battle hasn’t been good versus evil. It’s hardly so epic. Most days, my real battle is doing good versus doing nothing.
Full text here: http://www.npr.org/2005/08/08/4785079/always-go-to-the-funeral
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