Every since I stumbled into a used book store I have been reading "The Classics." You know, the books that Mr. Collins would assign us to read and then force us to make sense of. Books like Great Expectations and Jane Eyer, books that I swore to myself that I would never read "for fun." Somehow I have formed a small collection of Jane Austin books and, at the risk of sounding like I am trying to be more intelligent than I actually am, I'm going to quote Sense and Sensibility. "At my time of life opinions are tolerably fixed. It is not likely that I should now see or hear anything to change them."
You think we ever get to the point where stubbornness and pride is acceptable? I am sure that the reason we call it "opinion" is because everyone is entitled to have their own, but do you think we ever really hit that mark where our opinions won't stand a chance for alteration? I hope not.
As we speak, my sweet niece is on a big bypass machine, hooked up to more wires and machines than an 4-month old should be. I have literally watched my family change in front of my eyes. Or maybe what I'm seeing isn't so much that my family is changing, may it's myself growing up and opening my eyes the the people who have always been around. Whatever it is, my opinion on so many things has changed more in the last year than it has during the other 23 years combined. Probably for the better, at least I hope so. But last night, to distract my mind from the countless thoughts racing through my head, I found myself somewhere in the middle of chapter 17, reading those words over and over again.
I don't ever want to be at the point where I am so prideful that life no longer has an affect on how I view the world.
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