A few years ago at my grandmothers funeral I learned a lesson
that has changed my life. When my grandmother died she left behind my
grandfather, her husband of 65 years. My grandfather was completely
lost and devastated.
For the funeral my brother and I had made leaflets about my grandmothers
life. We had included photos of Grandma. On the cover was a picture
of her in her 80s looking much like she looked when she passed
away. Inside the front cover was a picture of her at age 20 looking
like she did when they married. During the service, as my grandfather
fought to keep his composure, he stared at, and lovingly rubbed his
hand across, the picture of Grandma at age 20. As the service came to
a close my grandfather turned to me, pointed at the picture of Grandma
in her 80s, and said, I dont even remember that woman.
Then p ointing at the picture of Grandma at age 20 he said This
is the woman I remember. In that instant something became clear
to me.
I suddenly understood how my grandparents had not only stayed married,
but intensely in love, for 65 years. My grandparents lives and
love had faced numerous challenges. My grandmother had developed Parkinsons
in her 40s and my grandfather had cared for her. In her last few
years my grandmother suffered from dementia and no longer even knew
who she was. In spite of her confusion she lit up like a Christmas tree
every time she looked at Grandpa.
I had always admired their great love for one another. I had wondered
how it could stay so strong for so many years. I had marveled at how
that love, which had faced many challenges including crippling disease,
could survive. In that instant I had my answer. Its what my grandfather
saw when he looked at my grandmother. He didnt see the wrinkles.
He didnt see the gray hair. He didnt see the body that shook
with Parkinsons. He saw his bride. He saw the beautiful woman
he mar ried and promised to love and cherish through better and worse.
What I learned that day is that its what we see in our lives
that truly determines how we live our lives. Its how we choose
to see our situations and indeed how we choose to see ourselves that
makes the difference in the life were living.
Remember the crayons we brought to school when we were little?
Some kids had only the tiny box of 8 crayons while other kids had giant
boxes of crayons with what seemed like an endless array of choices.
It doesnt seem to me like much has changed as weve grown
up. All of us are coloring our own lives and yet some of us are still
only using those few basic colors while others are using a vast array
of colors to paint the lives they dream of living.
Every morning we wake up and the opportunities begin! How will
you choose to view this day? What will you focus on? Will it be that
darned alarm clock announcing that another rushed, overfilled day has
begun where you know you will be rushing around all day and just be
glad when the day is over? Or will you choose to see the design on the
floor, made by the sun, which is so beautiful you wish it could somehow
be captured.
Beauty and love are all around us. I wont challenge the fact
that ugliness and hate also surround us. But its up to us to decide
where we will dwell in our minds. Our lives will ultimately consist
of the things that we spend our precious time thinking about.
In any given situation we choose what we will focus on and what
our attitude will be. Viktor Frankl survived a Nazi concentration camp
and in his book Mans Search For Meaning he says, We
who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through
the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They
may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything
can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms
to choose ones attitude in any given set of circumstances,
to choose ones own way.
Its been three years since Grandma died. At the time of her
death Grandpa wanted to die with her but that wasnt written into
the grand plan of life. Instead, he developed Alzheimers and doesnt
even know who he is anymore. But when I show him the picture of Grandma
at age 20 he says, I married that beautiful woman.
Choose today to focus on the beauty and love that surrounds you.
Choose today to color your world with all the colors available to you.
To Your Continued Success,
Janice Madariaga