September 12, 2022
Reflection
DEATH AND THE DOMINO EFFECT
First it was the phone call: "Dad died yesterday afternoon at 2 o'clock."
"Of course," I said, "I'll do the funeral, but first I'll have to make some switches."
I had to get someone to take the 12:10 Mass for me.
Harry agreed. I'll take the 6:45 on Thursday morning for him.
Next I had to get someone to take the funeral I had on Thursday at 10 A.M.
At these funerals, we all have to make these switches. We have to re-schedule.
Every time when I'm driving and I see 10 or 15 cars in a funeral procession, I'm looking at a lot of rescheduling.
Then for the family of the person who died, there's the removal of the person's stuff - the tidbits of a person's life - the trinkets and the tokens.
Death certainly has a domino effect.
Then the realization - life has a zillion domino effects.
A word - a compliment - a curse - a complaint - can trigger the tapping against a whole string of dominoes.
Wounds can cause surprise repercussions.
Being late - being early - a smile - changing lanes - not taking care of one's car - can all cause - unforeseen results.
Does the waves from a boat off Africa - eventually hit the beach at Rio?
I wake up when the guy who lives next to me closes his room loudly.
My words - written or spoken - have implications.
How about my thoughts?
How about my attitudes?