When You Give Control To Life
I don’t want life making decisions for me. And I know, neither do you!
At the Clinic outside, as the female I accompanied was inside with the doctor, a voice on the wooden bench facing me, said, “Your blood pressure is too high. I have been warning you for years, be careful what you eat. Now you will have to eat what life demands of you.”
The male beside her answered, “I am not like you. I eat what I enjoy.”
“And I don’t?” she asked, surveying him on the edge of anger.
“I am just saying that the stuff you eat I don’t like,” he defends.
“I eat healthy, not only because I value my life, but because I knew this day will come when life, aging and health issues will deny me of my likes and certain food choices I enjoy,” she explained. “Plus, I have children relying on me to be healthy.”
“What are we going to do?”
“I am not in this game with you,” she gave him an angry stare. “For years I have been telling you that eating healthier is adding value to your life. You can do what life demands and live. Or do what you want and die soon,” she said staring into his eyes. “Because all of your eating habits are pulling you closer to death.”
“We have been together for more than twenty years, I need you,” he pleads.
“Oh, I am here,” she assures. “But if you are going to act like a child, I refuse to be your mother.”
He sighed as a look of distress lined his face, then revealed, “It’s hard to just change from what I know.”
“It shouldn’t be hard,” she stressed.
“Why not?” He questioned earnestly.
“Because you life. All of us know and taste life. None of us knows death.”
He sighed heavily and deeply and said, “it’s still hard to just forget what you know and go into what you dont.”
“You could have changed your eating habits years ago with all of the small health issues that visited you and some have stayed,” she reminds again.
He sighed again, and said, “I am not as strong as you.”
“You think I did all of what I did because I am strong?” she screeched through her teeth as years of anger rose to the surface. “All of your life, you did only what you wanted, right or wrong without regard to your family,” she sends him down Reflection Rehab. “Someone in this family must do the right things for everyone. Life doesn’t give some of us a choice to be weak.”
Yes, in every family, friendship, and relationship, someone does what they want selfishly for themselves only. And someone with wisdom, strength, and understanding of life and living does what is right for everyone.
Life really doesn’t give some of us a choice to be weak. — Annelise Lords
He turned to stare at her in shock, and she said, “Now you must eat what life and living demands. Can you?”
Silence reigns, and she broke it a minute later, “This is a test life is giving you now. A test of how much you love yourself and your family. A test to see if you can put your family first by saving your own life.”
Something exploded in his heart, as he blinked several times, and his face turned red, as he gasped for air, his right hand on his chest. The female stared at him, as he fought the control of his life that he handed to Life.
Everything comes at a price. You can pay the price of better health life demands now, by doing the right thing, and keeping a level of control for yourself. Or do what you want and hand control to Life.
I don’t want life making decisions for me. And I know, neither do you!
Fighting aging and lifestyle diseases is worse than hell. If you are alone, hell doubles. If you are poor, hell triples. If you are poor and alone, hell quadruples. If you are poor, alone, and live in a poor third-world country . . . . . . !
I don’t think you want me to go on!
Do you?
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