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The Decision Maker

When my children were small we went to the pound and adopted a kitten.  We named her Ginger.  Within three months Ginger developed what seemed to be a cold.  When I took her to the vet she was diagnosed with some genetic disease that could not be cured.  We watched, heart-broken, as Ginger deteriorated.  “Put her to sleep,” friends and the vet advised.  I did, and I regretted the decision to this day.

Today we brought our cat Cookie to the vet.  She is diagnosed with irritable bowel syndrome, which may lead to cancer.  While she is still at the vet’s getting more tests done, I find myself arriving at that same point, where my decision will affect the life and death of a beloved companion.  The insight learned years ago does not help me.  I am uncertain and subjected to influence just as before. Wisdom, it seems, only comes after the fact.

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“Two Roads Diverged, and I—“

Decision is almost always affected by emotion.  No matter how much I say I want to do something, if there is no action it is because I don’t want to.  Blame the inaction on everything—internal and external stress, health, natural disasters, end of the world, etc.. Somehow the heart dictates over the mind and makes up all kinds of reasons to justify it.

Someone said to me once, “If you’re late, apologize for being late.  There is no need to give reasons.”  To be responsible for my own action/inaction has got to be one of the hardest things to come to terms with.

Passion is required to get things done.  And oh, there are so many responsibilities and chores that I’m not passionate about!

Quotation from the Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost.

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