It’s All About Choices

Life can be relentlessly demanding.  It takes no heed of any special circumstances.  It’s like a landslide or a volcano, things start in motion and they will carry through until they stop.  These things can be good things or not so good things. It is the reality of life that time keeps passing, events continue to occur and the sun comes up and the sun goes down.

The thing is that when our lives are going well, we don’t notice how unstoppable things truly are.  It’s like getting married.  There are so many things to do and in such a set period of time.  Usually they are good things, so despite the fact that life is pushing us forward, we enjoy it.   Like starting a family – again, life pushes us and makes demands but usually they are overshadowed by the resultant joy.

Let’s flip this on its head and consider the person who is being pushed forward by life and time but without any joy or desire.  These are the people who get lost or worse, overwhelmed by demands they are ill equipped to respond to.  They simply lose hope.  I imagine it to be like quicksand, you try to move, but instead it pulls you deeper into the mire, paralyzing further efforts.  Or like that solitary tree on a windswept hill, unprotected, it is battered day in and out.  It may survive the harsh environment but it becomes bent and weathered by nature and time.

These are the types of thoughts I have been mulling over since I discovered that my identity had been compromised.  I realized that no matter how I feel, life is going to go on.  The good aspects and the bad aspects, they happen each and every day and will for the rest of my life.  My life is going to push forward, just like everyone else’s, and how that plays out depends on me.  This is just the beginning of a thought process for me, writing words and saying words are not the same as living the ideal behind them.  Life makes demands and we choose how we respond, how we will live.

So yes, I had a bad thing happen to me.  The timing was lousy, but this was an arbitrary event, a wide net was cast and I got caught in it.  Fortunately I had a friend by my side that made me deal with this thing head on and quickly.  I made the calls and set the protective mechanisms in place to protect my personal identity and found out in the process how common this occurrence is.  Cyberspace, like the universe, is infinite.  Any information offered up to it gets swallowed and disseminated in manners that we have no control over.  Scary stuff.