When I’m choosing a book to read, I ask that question.
What’s it about?
Even more so, when I choose to do a review of the book, I have read the book. I can rely on my own experience of the book to share the essence in my review. With my favorite books, they are complicated and it takes some effort to get down to the essence. I will wrestle with it to find the structure that I can share with my audience
Life is even more complicated than a book. That’s part of what authors do is take it all down to a smaller stage and highlight in the story what they are trying to convey. This sets the stage for the art that the book is.
There are moments in my life like that. A time when it’s clear an action needs to be taken. Like when I must break off a relationship. Or conversely to grow a relationship.
When I became a mother, a lot of choices were more easily made. My kid was my priority, everything else was second.
And now I am looking down the barrel of long set of cancer treatments. That has narrowed my priorities again.
What’s it about? Killing this cancer disease is what it’s about. It calls back the earlier clarity when I became a mother, I have to live for my daughter. Priority.
But I’ve never been one to go overboard on that. Neither she nor I will do well if I make her the center of my life.
Here comes the re-shuffling of priorities and possibilities.
SINCE I have to subject myself to continued treatments …chemo and radiation…which are harsh and use up so much of my energy
What is that margin of leftover energy and capacity going to be spent on?
It is frighteningly small. I do not want to squander it.
I’m arriving at another moment of clarity. It’s the people.
If I have a tiny budget of time and energy left over, I want to spend it on the people in my life. It’s the place where love shines in. More than anything else people are what it’s about.