Sunday, April 14, 2013

What We Value

You hear it said often enough—wait until it happens to you and then tell me how you feel.

When Rob Portman, a conservative Republican, changed his mind about homosexual equality and gay marriage at first there was a “wow” followed by a “huh” because his rationale for this change of heart was rooted in his son coming out to him.  Now that the issue came close to home, he had a vested interest in what stance he took.  And even though he had said he believed one way and voted in keeping with his chosen values, they changed.  What he believed no longer matter when weighed against what, or whom, he loved.

Life gives us these opportunities to really see our beliefs and what we say we believe against the harsh reality of personal experience.  When someone I knew and loved was raped and murdered, my feelings about the death penalty were laid out before me.  Did I still feel opposition to it?  Did I now see it as a necessary evil?  Did I believe that the threat of punishment is truly more powerful than the potential of rehabilitation?

It isn’t easy to have your beliefs shoved down your throat.

When I sent a text to my loved ones saying Romanov has metastasized cancer I received several loving responses, as was to be expected.  A few asked me, “What can I do?”  

Nothing.  There is nothing to do.  Love him through the next few hours or days or weeks or (hopefully) months or (dare I dream?) years.  That is all there is to do.  I wish I could believe there is more that we could do, but I do not.  We can make him comfortable.  We can soothe him when he whimpers for hours on end.  We can offer him water even when he is refusing to drink in hopes that the next time we offer he will accept. 

We can love him.  There is nothing else that can be done.  And as I type this, he is home and he is not whimpering after doing so for nearly 3 hours.  His pain and fear are exhausting.  But not so exhausting that we stop giving him what we can and doing what we can.

Loving him is the best thing any of us can do and now I know it’s the only thing I believe will make a difference.


  1. I think you are exactly right, Satia... and let us all hope we can be loved when that sad time comes for us too. Of course the furry creatures cannot understand what you mean when you say you love them - but they know.

    1. Thank you, Laura. I can't say how much I appreciate your thoughtfulness. You have provoked me to think and now you are inviting me to feel. So much for which to be thankful.