Monica Stoneking

Monica Stoneking

Friday, February 5, 2010

Where is Midas?

It is undeniable. I am the luckiest unlucky person in the world. I trip and break my shoulder. But, I'm fortunate to have working limbs. I take the dog to a routine checkup and she dies 8 hours later. But, I'm fortunate that she came to me in a dream and led us to a new kiddo (who I tripped over and broke my shoulder).

I go to the doctor to find out I have to have surgery. But, at least I'm able to afford it. I'm the black sheep of my family. But, at least I have a family. My husband and I have tried unsuccessfully to start a family of our own. But, we have each other and our two beautiful, four-legged kiddos.

There are times in life that it feels the world is against you. You work so hard to do right by society. Be an upstanding citizen. Treat others fairly. Be kind. Love. And when one more negative experience is thrown your way, you may want to question not only your world, but everyone else's world.

We learned from the first time our parents lectured us, that the world is not fair. The rich get richer. The poor get poorer. The spoiled and selfish continue to reap benefits while the good guys suffer.

But as I look around at all of the Midas' in the world, I wonder how truly happy they are. You've got the Brittanys, Paris', even the Kurt Cobains that seem to have it all - fame, talent (well, Kurt anyway) and more money than they know what to do with. But they all have issues too. Psychotic episodes, stints in rehab or jail, and ultimately drug overdose.

It might be a case of everything is always greener on the other side of...life. I dream about winning the lottery - of course, you have to play to make that happen. But, then I learn about the Lottery Curse and how these multimillion dollar winners become depressed, even more greedy and end up killing their entire family or going in debt (which I never completely understood).

Right now I feel like Midas' illegitimate 4th cousin twice removed. Not one thing I've touched has turned to gold. But, my life is still golden.

I am fortunate to have a husband who loves me unconditionally. Two dogs who love me...partly on a conditional basis (food and walks). I have true friends who support me.

I have a roof over my head. A job that I love. Dinner on the table. Family members I can call on in a desperate time of need.

Midas can have his gold. How lonely must it be to have everyone that hugs you turn into a statue. My life might not be perfect...but it is golden!

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