Hangin’ on

The next day Terry was sitting on the concrete steps in front of the building when I arrived for work.  I asked him how he was doing.

“I’m tired, disgusted with myself, in a deep hole at work, and just barely hanging on. That’s it. Just hanging on, and nothing more.  Tell you the truth, I’m a little ashamed of myself.  A man of my caliber should be doing a lot more.”

“You ever rowed a boat? I asked him.  He had and we talked about how tiring it could be.  I asked him if he had ever hung onto an overturned boat in rough seas.  Neither of us had, but we agreed that doing so might be even more exhausting than rowing. We also agreed he was in rough seas.  “Be proud you’re hanging on.  That’s more than many people do.”

Today I will be proud of the times I was able to hang on.

Life on Life’s Terms II © 2015 by Ken Montrose

(Just a reminder: LOLT II is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to anyone you might know is purely coincidental.)

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