We were born this way, vulnerable.
We had no way of knowing then,
the needs and dangers life would bring.
Vulnerable yet fortunate were so
many of us born into this world with
responsible parents or caretakers.
As we grew we learned what we needed
to do to survive and became able to fend
off and maintain ourselves in appropriate
and fundamental ways.
Still, we needed the help of others
and good fortune to maintain. Good
medical care, social assistance,
educators, clergy and a wide variety
of professionals and family to assist
and support us and our needs.
Yet, whether aware or unmindful of
many inadequacies and difficulties
throughout our lives, we remained
vulnerable.
Accidents, disease, natural calamities,
war, crime, personal losses, old age and
disabilities, there are myriad misfortunes
which may account for our vulnerability.
Consider the recent earthquake which
killed to date nearly 50,000 unsuspecting
victims in Turkey and Syria. Like the mass
extinction event which did in the dinosaurs
millions of years ago, no one saw the
asteroid coming.
As Mark Twain once said when accounting
for the passing of other authors of his time
“...and I’m not feeling so well myself.”
Whether aware of it or not, vulnerability.
You’re never too young or old to play the
ubiquitous dodgeball game of a lifetime.
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Chris Hanch 2-22-23
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