The Magnitude of Life
Posted on Apr 13 2012 at 08:10:58 AM in Society & Culture
“Life is short, don't waste time worrying about what people think of you. Hold on to the ones that care, in the end they will be the only ones there.” Anonymous It’s not been long since she has turned 21. That day was the one she had been dreaming of. The special side of the day was meeting that woman. That morning, she woke up early and dressed up quickly….she did not even want to waste one single second that day… all she wanted was to be on time at the meeting spot. Also that morning it snowed heavily…She got out of her house and attempted to start her car. Damn it! The car did not sound at all. That made her more nervous. She thought she should leave her car at the garage and take a taxi to catch up with the meeting. She was waiting for this moment for a long time and she did not intend to take any risk of missing the come-together. Shortly, she rushed to the street to take the first taxi she can stop in the street. Snow was keeping her from walking ahead. She was like: “Oh my God, this must be a joke…I can hardly believe this weather after all sunshine last week. And now no cabs at all!” She switched her direction to stop a taxi since there was none running on that snowy morning. She even thought of hitchhiking at a moment of impatience. Just then loomed an old taxi at the other end of the street. She felt she was getting older by the time old taxi arrives and comes to a halt beside her waiting spot. The cab driver looked old as well. He pushed his head out of the side window and asked: “Where?” She replied right away: “Downtown” The old man: “Oh, sorry it is outta way to me “I cannot!” She wanted to yell like “What the hell are you talking about?” However the words escaped from her tongue were different: “But I need to go downtown right now…Please”. Finally, she got in the car and headed downtown. (1) Sometimes life shows us its bitter stinging side face. It seems like we are under a big divine test… and those times are when we need to be strong and think it will pass away just like all the prior hardships. However, often times it’s not so easy to do that than saying it. And no! It was not a meeting with a lover or with any celebrity. And finally that day, Claire could have caught up the appointment on time with the woman. The woman meant “mom” to her. She was supposed to meet her mom for the first time in her life when she is 21. Maybe it’s better to tell the story by her own words at this point: “I met the woman who gave birth to me. I had always dreamed about the day I would meet her, and it never involved the most significant part of it all...learning that I was an abortion survivor. She was 13 years old when she became pregnant with me and the only option she knew of (according to her mother) was abortion. She proceeded to go to an abortion clinic nearby where she had an abortion. A few weeks later she realized she was still pregnant and decided to go to an out-of-state late-term abortion clinic to have a second abortion. During her examination at the late-term abortion clinic, she was told that she had been pregnant with twins. One was aborted, and one survived. She was also told that it was too late to have even a late-term abortion. She decided to give me up for adoption when I was born two weeks later. If you ask her now, she will tell you that if she had known the results of abortion vs. adoption, she would have gone straight to the adoption agency instead. Putting me up for adoption (and giving me the best family I can imagine) was a life-changing decision for all of us.”
Because of the abortion, she was born 2 ½ months premature and weighed 3 lbs 2 oz. She was on life support and had to stay in the hospital for 2 ½ months until she could be brought home. Her hips were dislocated and her feet were turned (because during the abortion, the sac that held her body together was broken) and when she was brought home she had 2 casts on her feet and a harness. She was put in a body cast for 4 months, and she didn't walk until she was over 2 years old. It still affects her even today. I picked this real life story to boost the truth how gifted we regular humans are! For Claire Culwell (2), It was hard to even grasp the fact that she survived and her twin didn't. She knows that she'll never know what she is missing because her twin didn't make it into this world and what the world's missing because of all the babies that don't receive the same gift of life that you and I have. Clair says: ” But it shows me the magnitude of life. Life was not meant to be taken for granted or played around with. Life is the greatest gift you can receive and give. The hard part is that so many of us (myself included) just go about our lives not realizing what a GIFT we've been given and forgetting about how many babies are not given this gift and opportunity of LIFE.” This real life story shows me how superficial my daily worries are….Furthermore, what matters today does not matter tomorrow at all. Claire’s story reminds me life is a miracle itself only if we stand on the right side of the hill. All the time I kept feeling envious of the people who did a lot in a short span of their lives. They do whatever they want to and nothing keeps them from doing it. An anonymous quote that I like says: “Learn to appreciate what you have, before time makes you appreciate what you had.” In closing part of this article, I want to share another true life story with you. That shows the courage of the people who learned to appreciate what they have…like having friends and knowing its importance: < “You can go,” said the lieutenant, “but i don’t think it will be worth it. Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away.” The lieutenant’s advice didn’t matter, and the soldier went anyway. Miraculously he managed to reach his friend, hoist him onto his shoulder and bring him back to their company’s trench. As the two of them tumbled in together to the bottom of the trench, the officer checked the wounded soldier, and then looked kindly at his friend. “I told you it wouldn’t be worth it,” he said. “Your friend is dead and you are mortally wounded.” “It was worth it, though, sir,” said the soldier. “What do you mean; worth it?” responded the Lieutenant. “Your friend is dead.” “Yes, Sir” the private answered. “But it was worth it because when I got to him, he was still alive and I had the satisfaction of hearing him saying, “Jim…, I knew you’d come.” >> (3)
(1) The taxi story is a figment of my imagination.
(2) Claire Culwell