Being in the play A Christmas Carol does a lot of good for me in many ways. When you spend 75 days listening to the lines of a grumpy old man whose only life’s focus is money, it begins to sink in.
Toward the end of the play Scrooge says, “I was just remembering my happy times. They seem so very far away.”
I wonder how many people there are in the world who share that same sentiment.
There have certainly been times over the past couple of years when I felt like life just didn’t seem to be worth living without Lisa. But life is big.
Perhaps I won’t ever find love like I had with her, maybe that is behind me.
But as I look at those around me, I’m beginning to realize that few of us live with every aspect of our existence exactly where we want it to be. Fortunately for me, I’ve been able to find other areas of my life that are really very good, even without my wife.
I can’t say: I lost my wife therefore all of my happy times seem far away. No, I lost out big time, and it stinks! Now I must create new happy times.
I can wallow in lost dreams or I can rearrange them – I can make new ones. I’m going to try to do the latter.