LIFE: The Reality Show
"Every time I close the door on reality it comes in through the windows. " ~Jennifer Yane
Our family has been watching a reality show the past few nights, the one where people sing and try to make it to Hollywood to be the next American Idol. The tryouts are painful to watch. They are exciting, when you see an unknown face walk into the audition room and they belt out a song that makes you so very happy that they have taken the chance to try. It is the people who can't sing, who do an unbelievably awful job in the audition room who hurt the most. The thing we keep thinking is that life is more like that then the ones who get the golden ticket and come running out of the room screaming with joy.
This got us to thinking. Isn't life like a reality show anyhow?
When you find yourself at the four way stop at 7:45 in the morning trying to get the kids to school and all of the other drivers are late for work or late for carpool or just two cups of coffee away from being human beings, isn't that the Amazing Race? For that matter, what about the commute to work and trying to pick the right guard lane to drive through and the correct parking lot so that you only have to walk a mile to your cubby instead of the traditional half marathon? The Amazing Race is trying to find a parking spot at the Commissary or picking up last minute Thanksgiving things or Christmas things at the PX.
Survivor is being dropped into a new country/state/city/community with seven days until school starts, two months until your shipment arrives from overseas of all of your earthly goods, six weeks until either of your vehicles is in port and trying to figure out how to set up your cable/telephone/utilities/etc without a local bank account. For that matter, Survivor is parenting x amount of children, holding down a job, running an FRG, advising a non-profit organization and volunteering for four programs while your husband is fighting a war in a far off land.
And finally, Fear Factor. Oh, have I thought about this a lot. Fear Factor is being in said foreign country sitting at a table in a restaurant and not being able to read the menu. It is getting your food and not knowing what you are eating but knowing because of local cultural immersion classes that you have to eat it all and you have to keep smiling because you are being watched by everyone in the place. Fear Factor is those days when said children are sick with the stomach flu ~ and that is all I am saying. Fear Factor are those days when you wave goodbye to your deploying husband or your parents when you are moving and step away into a world of unknowns.
Life is the ultimate reality show. Some days we walk out of the audition room with our hearts broken and some days we walk out having taken a chance and made a difference. Everyday, it is worth jumping into........
Our family has been watching a reality show the past few nights, the one where people sing and try to make it to Hollywood to be the next American Idol. The tryouts are painful to watch. They are exciting, when you see an unknown face walk into the audition room and they belt out a song that makes you so very happy that they have taken the chance to try. It is the people who can't sing, who do an unbelievably awful job in the audition room who hurt the most. The thing we keep thinking is that life is more like that then the ones who get the golden ticket and come running out of the room screaming with joy.
This got us to thinking. Isn't life like a reality show anyhow?
When you find yourself at the four way stop at 7:45 in the morning trying to get the kids to school and all of the other drivers are late for work or late for carpool or just two cups of coffee away from being human beings, isn't that the Amazing Race? For that matter, what about the commute to work and trying to pick the right guard lane to drive through and the correct parking lot so that you only have to walk a mile to your cubby instead of the traditional half marathon? The Amazing Race is trying to find a parking spot at the Commissary or picking up last minute Thanksgiving things or Christmas things at the PX.
Survivor is being dropped into a new country/state/city/community with seven days until school starts, two months until your shipment arrives from overseas of all of your earthly goods, six weeks until either of your vehicles is in port and trying to figure out how to set up your cable/telephone/utilities/etc without a local bank account. For that matter, Survivor is parenting x amount of children, holding down a job, running an FRG, advising a non-profit organization and volunteering for four programs while your husband is fighting a war in a far off land.
And finally, Fear Factor. Oh, have I thought about this a lot. Fear Factor is being in said foreign country sitting at a table in a restaurant and not being able to read the menu. It is getting your food and not knowing what you are eating but knowing because of local cultural immersion classes that you have to eat it all and you have to keep smiling because you are being watched by everyone in the place. Fear Factor is those days when said children are sick with the stomach flu ~ and that is all I am saying. Fear Factor are those days when you wave goodbye to your deploying husband or your parents when you are moving and step away into a world of unknowns.
Life is the ultimate reality show. Some days we walk out of the audition room with our hearts broken and some days we walk out having taken a chance and made a difference. Everyday, it is worth jumping into........
So true! I hope you are doing well haven't forgotten about you know this is a tough time getting close but so far away from normal. I have been crazy this is some job. I have ignored everyone and they are all ticked at me but I do think of you all and hopefully life will some day get easier for us all. I have you and all of yours in my prayers!
Love Ya, Lu
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