Dependent

I am sitting here reflecting. I recently read about puppies and kittens being born blind and deaf. The reason is due to the evolutionary response of some animals. In order to survive, their off spring had to come to term through a shortened gestation period. This was because the mother needed to be able to hunt and a long pregnancy would hamper her ability. So puppies and kittens are born with their eyes and ear canals shut and their eyes and ears will continue to develop, until they open at around 2 weeks of age. It is really touching how they fight to survive those initial moments and persevere. They are so dependent. Not too long ago, that was Beep Beep and through a series of events not planned or easily explained, our lives have crossed.

We are both dependent on each other in the context of our relationship. But this is true of life in the big picture, because we are all dependent. Even the most self made person. Right now due to circumstances that only could be defined as life, I have been placed in a situation. This situation can be defined by the reality of physical paralysis being compounded by everything else that defines me. All this put together equals a sum total that is me. Is this me a product of fate? What makes me different from you? You are different from me and we each have different abilities. Why? The answer can only be explained as life. I can't explain why I became paralyzed. Oh sure, I had a stroke of the spine. From a medical stand point that can be explained. But, why did it happen to me?

This situation has caused me to be dependent in a way different than before. I say different than before, because I have always been dependent. The fact is, as said before, everybody is dependent. People who can walk are dependent on their ability to walk. Take the most astute business person. He or she is dependent on a business acumen that perhaps can be explained, but why and how was that acumen bestowed on that person?

So all off us are dependent within the context of the sum of what defines each of us. There is no escaping that, for that is life.

So like Beep Beep in her initial struggle to survive and since, I will continue to try. But, while I continue I can't help not to reflect what constitutes a meaningful
survival? Because as I look at Beep Beep, I wish that my life was that simple. But, it can never be that way, as hard as I wish.

I am trying to be strong.