"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
-- Mark Twain
This week, Past, Present and Future collided. The Past - memories of my father turning up unexpectedly at the very first Australia's Biggest Morning Tea (an annual Cancer Council fund-raiser) I hosted. He was in the city on the way to an appointment with an oncology specialist, and dropped by to see me. He was startled to discover my sunny little flat filled with lovely young women, many of whom he knew from different aspects of my life, sipping aromatic teas and sharing scrumptious cakes for him and others like him, fighting cancer. He shared tea and cake with us, laughed and chatted, before continuing on to his appointment.
The doctor told him to go home and prepare to die. He obeyed, dead 13 weeks later.
I remembered all this, and told the tale, as I watched my Present run around the playground, bearing my father's name, while we sipped tea and shared scrumptious cakes at the Preschool this week. I was hosting another Australia's Biggest Morning Tea (in the Afternoon) - for him, and others like him, lost to cancer.
And as I contemplate my Future, a couple of days after my first pre-election information seminar, I'm sure my dad is egging me on. My learning curve is becoming a "learning perpendicular" (as Jan Strom described it so eloquently at the seminar), and I see the bemused expressions on some faces as I try to describe why I feel compelled to run despite all the negative preconceptions many of us share about local councils and the role of councillors, but I've come away from that seminar feeling really good about what I'm doing.
Dad would understand (even while he may have his own, private reservations); it's time to sail away from the safe harbour, catch the trade winds and explore some new horizons.
After all, this is the only life I have.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Preparing to leave the harbour
Posted by ruddygood at 10:13 pm
Labels: about me, family, politics, remembrance, the wee man
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2 comments:
I understand about the BMT I wanted to go to one for my ~Dad~ but never got there. Maybe next year I will host one.
I am glad you got a lot out of the pre-election seminar and you came away inspired and feeling good.
I really liked the Mark Twain quote too.
Have a great week !
Thanks, baby~amore' - your comments mean a lot, as you give freely of your empathy and support with so much going on in your own life. :)
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