Welcome to Reflections
Reflections are part of the WOE Short Story section.
Its writings reflect how the writer is feeling at that point in time.
Its writings reflect how the writer is feeling at that point in time.
Should It be a choice?
Written by Peter Spout
If you are driving a car and accidentally hit a bicyclist on the side of the road, should you stay and check on them or flee? I believe most with a conscience would stay and render care.
But if you had a suspended license or were under the influence, you may take your chances and flee.
But what about that person on the side of the road you just hit? Will someone else care for them? If it’s dark and no one saw you do it, will they die?
If you flee, you were certainly thinking of yourself and probably knew if you were to get caught, it could be bad. After all, you were probably driving when you shouldn’t have. Did you care beforehand?
Did you think of the consequences? Probably not. And if you flee, shouldn’t you be held responsible? What about their medical bills, their funeral, or their family?
Now think, just for a moment, about accidentally getting a girl pregnant. Did you know about the possible consequences beforehand?
Probably. But did you care? What do you do now? Flee? What about the mother, the child, the finances? Did you take responsibility?
But unlike a person lying on the side of the road, you have a new life. A life you can help shape. Someone who could someday lead this country, save a life, or make a difference.
You have a chance to teach, love, and care for someone else. And when you do that, you will, in return, receive that love back.
When you look at the jails and the crime in this country, I bet many of those who have been convicted to spend years incarcerated, wish they weren’t left on the side of the road.
Would their lives be different if their dads stayed? If they were loved? If they had a role model and someone to look up to. To go fishing with, play catch, and talk to?
If every father stayed to be a dad, would that child grow up to be a loving dad himself someday?
It’s easy to flee. But should you really have a choice?
Become a father, become a dad!
Written by Peter Spout
If you are driving a car and accidentally hit a bicyclist on the side of the road, should you stay and check on them or flee? I believe most with a conscience would stay and render care.
But if you had a suspended license or were under the influence, you may take your chances and flee.
But what about that person on the side of the road you just hit? Will someone else care for them? If it’s dark and no one saw you do it, will they die?
If you flee, you were certainly thinking of yourself and probably knew if you were to get caught, it could be bad. After all, you were probably driving when you shouldn’t have. Did you care beforehand?
Did you think of the consequences? Probably not. And if you flee, shouldn’t you be held responsible? What about their medical bills, their funeral, or their family?
Now think, just for a moment, about accidentally getting a girl pregnant. Did you know about the possible consequences beforehand?
Probably. But did you care? What do you do now? Flee? What about the mother, the child, the finances? Did you take responsibility?
But unlike a person lying on the side of the road, you have a new life. A life you can help shape. Someone who could someday lead this country, save a life, or make a difference.
You have a chance to teach, love, and care for someone else. And when you do that, you will, in return, receive that love back.
When you look at the jails and the crime in this country, I bet many of those who have been convicted to spend years incarcerated, wish they weren’t left on the side of the road.
Would their lives be different if their dads stayed? If they were loved? If they had a role model and someone to look up to. To go fishing with, play catch, and talk to?
If every father stayed to be a dad, would that child grow up to be a loving dad himself someday?
It’s easy to flee. But should you really have a choice?
Become a father, become a dad!
Life with Love
Written by Peter Spout
If it is the last thing you ever do, then do it with peace and loved ones surrounding you.
Too much has been made of a long life. For I have talked with those who have outlived so many others and many will disagree. For no one wants to eat food that is old and wilted, drive a car that is old and beaten-up, or marry an 80-year old hag that is barely able to stand and walk.
What pushes us to this ripe, vintage age, where some envy and others dismiss as old and feeble, taking up time on the roads and cramping their space in the aisles?
Perhaps it’s the love for life or the desire not to give up. To outlive your enemies.
But I think it’s love. Love for your family or your friends. To cherish the remaining moments, one may have left with those who are a part of your lineage. Your genes. To see them grow, mature, and to hear them laugh and admire their smile.
That is what probably keeps many people going well past their prime. Past the pain, discomfort, the knowledge that it will only get worse.
Should it be for everyone that they can die in their sleep, surrounded by family and friends?
I say no! Because you would come to expect it then. Leaving this world peacefully is unfortunately only reserved for the few.
Many will suffer and not see it coming. Those left behind will need to digest the absence of their loved ones and the quiet that will soon be upon them.
So why do we wait until whatever ending is for us to finally arrive? Because we want to see tomorrow. We want to watch their first steps, graduation, marriage, and even the anticipated birthday party.
Oh, for just two hours, you will be special. You will be the center of it all. But it will soon pass, and then you find yourself waiting for the next visit or phone call.
If you are lucky, you will spend your remaining days with family. Many will spend them in a hospital, nursing home or alone. What a shame. What a terrible ending.
Was it worth it? Was it worth waiting for this? Maybe you didn’t see it coming. But others probably did. You probably should have.
But love gave you away. It made you vulnerable. Susceptible to the whims of those who are your family and now take over your mind and decisions.
Will they use love to serve you best? Or will they be selfish and short change your final days?
I respect those who have anticipated their own ending. And those who don’t over cry when it happens next to them.
They were prepared. They knew what was coming. They just didn’t know when.
If you wonder why life takes those that we cherish so much, then you should know that you were not prepared either.
Yes, being disappointed, angry, upset, sad, and depressed will come and stay for a bit.
Was there a reason? In most cases, yes. Perhaps someone was negligent, careless, selfish, or maybe it was their own fault and were lazy and didn’t get that bump checked out in time.
When you ask yourself, why am I here?
Know you are here because you were conceived and brought into this world through love.
If not through love, then through your parents selfish, lustful desire. Why weren’t you loved? Because they were too self-absorbed in themselves.
How cruel! How unbearable to be brought into this world without love. You will be treated unfavorably and without support.
If a bird were born into a nest that didn’t want it, it would most likely starve. If a tiger cub were born without its mom’s nurturing and dad’s protection, it would surely die.
But a human baby born without loving parents to support him will surely struggle to survive and may die because he doesn’t have enough help.
Throughout life, the struggle will continue, and the baby will become a man. But what sort of man will he become?
How will he know love if he himself was never given it? He may be cruel to others because life was cruel to him. What did he see growing up? What’s in his recording of how life should be?
Kids learn from their parents. They mimic. We all mimic and imitate what we think will make us cool, pretty, and popular.
In ten thousand years of humanity, we are just a blip. A dot. A small puff of air.
Did we receive love? Did we give love?
In the end, if it’s the last thing we do, we should know we were loved, and we loved others. For what can push you through life to the days of decay? Love. Love for today and tomorrow.
When death takes your loved ones against your will. Look in your own conscience and say, you loved every minute you could. No regrets. No apologies.
Take each day with love and always know, when it’s your time, they will be there to surround you, because they love you!
Written by Peter Spout
If it is the last thing you ever do, then do it with peace and loved ones surrounding you.
Too much has been made of a long life. For I have talked with those who have outlived so many others and many will disagree. For no one wants to eat food that is old and wilted, drive a car that is old and beaten-up, or marry an 80-year old hag that is barely able to stand and walk.
What pushes us to this ripe, vintage age, where some envy and others dismiss as old and feeble, taking up time on the roads and cramping their space in the aisles?
Perhaps it’s the love for life or the desire not to give up. To outlive your enemies.
But I think it’s love. Love for your family or your friends. To cherish the remaining moments, one may have left with those who are a part of your lineage. Your genes. To see them grow, mature, and to hear them laugh and admire their smile.
That is what probably keeps many people going well past their prime. Past the pain, discomfort, the knowledge that it will only get worse.
Should it be for everyone that they can die in their sleep, surrounded by family and friends?
I say no! Because you would come to expect it then. Leaving this world peacefully is unfortunately only reserved for the few.
Many will suffer and not see it coming. Those left behind will need to digest the absence of their loved ones and the quiet that will soon be upon them.
So why do we wait until whatever ending is for us to finally arrive? Because we want to see tomorrow. We want to watch their first steps, graduation, marriage, and even the anticipated birthday party.
Oh, for just two hours, you will be special. You will be the center of it all. But it will soon pass, and then you find yourself waiting for the next visit or phone call.
If you are lucky, you will spend your remaining days with family. Many will spend them in a hospital, nursing home or alone. What a shame. What a terrible ending.
Was it worth it? Was it worth waiting for this? Maybe you didn’t see it coming. But others probably did. You probably should have.
But love gave you away. It made you vulnerable. Susceptible to the whims of those who are your family and now take over your mind and decisions.
Will they use love to serve you best? Or will they be selfish and short change your final days?
I respect those who have anticipated their own ending. And those who don’t over cry when it happens next to them.
They were prepared. They knew what was coming. They just didn’t know when.
If you wonder why life takes those that we cherish so much, then you should know that you were not prepared either.
Yes, being disappointed, angry, upset, sad, and depressed will come and stay for a bit.
Was there a reason? In most cases, yes. Perhaps someone was negligent, careless, selfish, or maybe it was their own fault and were lazy and didn’t get that bump checked out in time.
When you ask yourself, why am I here?
Know you are here because you were conceived and brought into this world through love.
If not through love, then through your parents selfish, lustful desire. Why weren’t you loved? Because they were too self-absorbed in themselves.
How cruel! How unbearable to be brought into this world without love. You will be treated unfavorably and without support.
If a bird were born into a nest that didn’t want it, it would most likely starve. If a tiger cub were born without its mom’s nurturing and dad’s protection, it would surely die.
But a human baby born without loving parents to support him will surely struggle to survive and may die because he doesn’t have enough help.
Throughout life, the struggle will continue, and the baby will become a man. But what sort of man will he become?
How will he know love if he himself was never given it? He may be cruel to others because life was cruel to him. What did he see growing up? What’s in his recording of how life should be?
Kids learn from their parents. They mimic. We all mimic and imitate what we think will make us cool, pretty, and popular.
In ten thousand years of humanity, we are just a blip. A dot. A small puff of air.
Did we receive love? Did we give love?
In the end, if it’s the last thing we do, we should know we were loved, and we loved others. For what can push you through life to the days of decay? Love. Love for today and tomorrow.
When death takes your loved ones against your will. Look in your own conscience and say, you loved every minute you could. No regrets. No apologies.
Take each day with love and always know, when it’s your time, they will be there to surround you, because they love you!