While growing up in Trenton, New Jersey whenever my brother or I would face a defeat in life and feel life was no longer worth living our mom would always say, “It’s not the end of the world, you know.”
As an adult facing so many of life’s never ending traumas, I kept her words in mind. When I thought my world had ended with the death of the person I planned to spend the rest of my living days with, my mother did not offer those words. She somehow understood the hollow emptiness of words at that time and only advised me to seek solace and comfort in god. She had become a Jehovah Witness during the last twenty years of her life. Her belief in god gave her the satisfaction she needed in her life up until it ended. She had fulfilled her motherly responsibility to prepare my brother and me to face life as best she could. Her duty as a mother was complete.
It would be easy to just let go of life at this time. I am only a few years from the age I expected to live until. (For whatever reason I figured 75 would be a good age to depart from life before old age took control of my body and reasoning.) I have somehow survived two heart attacks at sixty-nine and seventy-one without serious damage to my heart muscle. I did not expect to see my seventieth birthday after the first one and now I am a week away from my seventy-second. I do not know if or how many more birthdays I will celebrate.
The world was surprised by the CoVid-19 virus. It’s nations were caught off guard at first but had ample time to take action after the first outbreak but many did not. Some leaders are still in denial. The nations felt a sense of invulnerability. They believed their technology or money could solve any problem or situation, but nature is greater than mankind and technology. I am sure a solution to the virus will be found at some point but at what cost to human life?
No. I do not believe this is the end of the world. I do believe there will be many more challenges ahead and technology may not be able to win them all. It is always a good idea I think to be prepared as best you can. “Prepare for the worse and hope for the best.” Mom used to say that one too.