A POSTING FROM THE PAST

I’ve been compiling individual postings from my blog–there are over 550 of them–selecting those I humbly suggest had something to say and said it reasonably well.  These I have sorted out and will probably publish them as a collection…just for grins if nothing else.  Anyway, given that I’m in one of those frustrating phases of life we all go through, one of my former postings kinda hit home when I read it today.  It was originally posted four years ago.  If you have ever found  yourself stuck in a rut, wanting change or something new to do with your life, well, this won’t help much but it may at least let you know you are not alone.

Jello…Posted February 28, 2014

Screen Shot 2018-04-12 at 3.17.39 PMI stood for a good long moment outside my house the other night.  I had just put the trash out for collection the next morning.  Then I stood in the driveway and stared up at my house and had a Peggy Lee moment.

Peggy Lee was a popular singer back in the 1940s/50s.  One of her hit songs was this long depressing number where she took us through several events in her life and at the end of each she asked, “Is that all there is?”

I never liked the song.  It’s definitely a glass-half-empty song and by the time it’s over you sort of want to slit your your wrist…or Peggy’s.  The song is on youtube if you want to hear it.  Just search “Peggy Lee” and it’ll come up.

So there I stood staring up at my big two-story monthly mortgage payment and I found myself asking…is that all there is?

Now, I admit I’m not in a happy place right now.  We all have moments when things just get out of control and the world turns dysfunctional.  The trouble is, the older you get, the less patience you have with things that go wrong and the less tolerance you have attempting to make them right again.

Life is pretty basic.  You are born; you eat, sleep, grow and try to survive as long as possible.  Then you die.  It really is that simple.  All animals go through this same basic process.  The trouble with humans is that we muck it up. We emote.

As we push our carts up and down the supermarket aisles looking for the jello and maybe even the meaning of life, it’s not a sure thing that we will find either one.  There usually is jello, but I don’t think the meaning of life is just sitting there on the shelf for us to grab hold of and put in our cart.  Life is just life.  It is all there is.  It goes on despite everything…including us.

Okay, Peggy.  I get it.

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About Marc Kuhn

I am a retired radio exec. I've worked at major stations in Philadelphia, Washington, D.C. and Miami. That was then. This is now: I've published seven books and this blog thingy. Need to know more? Really? Okay, I bare/bear all at http://marckuhn.com The other links are for the websites of each of the books I've written. I've been busy! Hope you'll stop by and check them out. Thanks for your interest!
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