The Point

I grew up with a saying I thought was just oh-so-sarcastic and funny. When someone was beating a dead horse, so to speak, I would concede: “Yes, you do have a point. And if you comb your hair right and wear a hat, it won’t show!” This was always followed by a bit of chortling — by and large my own.

As I was catching up on my favorite blogs today, I saw that Kat and her boyfriend were pondering The Big Question: What is The Point? She wrote:

And then he asked me what I thought the point was. I was feeling gentle when I told him that life is short. I believe that we are given opportunities all over the place and we meander through them picking and choosing what seems best at that moment. But mainly we’re here to enjoy life. It’s amazing. It’s beautiful. We’re here to have relationships with others, small and large. Small moments and life-long attachments. The stuff that ends up being the most meaningful is the little stuff that we so often take for granted. I told him not to worry so much, that everything would be ok. And it was another one of those moments when what I told him was what I so often need to hear myself.

Well put, dear Kat. I raise my mug of tea to you. I needed to hear this as well. And by all means, leave your hair mussed and uncovered — I think this is a point worth seeing.