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Make a Decision!
Indecisiveness is so unattractive. The inability to make a decision and then have the moral courage to see it through is a quality that sets a relationship on its head for curmudgeons like me. “Well I don’t know…what do you want to do?” is like kicking us in the nuts. We double over not from anguish, but from the realization that we wasted time hanging around a wet noodle and there are still people in the world who are born without a spine.
We want people to weigh their options, pick a course of action, and support it with confidence. A great leader is someone who’s confident in himself and his ability to recognize a situation and make a sound decision. Middle age brings experience to the table and the realization that we have learned one great truth of this world-there isn’t enough time left in our lives to pussyfoot around and wait until tomorrow to act.
Making a decision is a difficult thing for those without conviction. It could be as mundane as choosing between cereal and eggs for breakfast or as monumental as dropping an A Bomb on Japan, but whatever the outcome, pick a path and walk it with your head held high. Choosing not to make a decision is sometimes a viable option, but not really because it’s hard to stick with inaction and letting someone else decide by proxy leaves your fate in the hands of others. Who wants that?
Middle-agers have realized that a big part of defining your life lies in the choices you have to make with the best available information at your disposal. Go to college or go to work? Get married or stay single? Have kids or start a virtual farm? Stack cups or play a sport that requires you to wear one? Every decision opens one door and closes the opposing door, usually permanently. To oversimplify it, life is like a tree. For the first part of our lives, we all do the same thing-go to school. This is the trunk.
Then as you go on through life you choose one branch and go down it until a crossroads presents you with another decision. Which branch do you choose? The cycle repeats itself over and over again until we find ourselves on the end of a branch as a leaf waiting to fall back to the ground to decompose and be reclaimed by the earth. What part of the tree you end up in is in your hands. It could be high up basking in the sunlight, lost in the middle of the crowd, or on the low branches, decrepit and alone. Choose wisely.
Curmudgeonism: A Surly Man's Guide to Midlife
We want people to weigh their options, pick a course of action, and support it with confidence. A great leader is someone who’s confident in himself and his ability to recognize a situation and make a sound decision. Middle age brings experience to the table and the realization that we have learned one great truth of this world-there isn’t enough time left in our lives to pussyfoot around and wait until tomorrow to act.
Making a decision is a difficult thing for those without conviction. It could be as mundane as choosing between cereal and eggs for breakfast or as monumental as dropping an A Bomb on Japan, but whatever the outcome, pick a path and walk it with your head held high. Choosing not to make a decision is sometimes a viable option, but not really because it’s hard to stick with inaction and letting someone else decide by proxy leaves your fate in the hands of others. Who wants that?
Middle-agers have realized that a big part of defining your life lies in the choices you have to make with the best available information at your disposal. Go to college or go to work? Get married or stay single? Have kids or start a virtual farm? Stack cups or play a sport that requires you to wear one? Every decision opens one door and closes the opposing door, usually permanently. To oversimplify it, life is like a tree. For the first part of our lives, we all do the same thing-go to school. This is the trunk.
Then as you go on through life you choose one branch and go down it until a crossroads presents you with another decision. Which branch do you choose? The cycle repeats itself over and over again until we find ourselves on the end of a branch as a leaf waiting to fall back to the ground to decompose and be reclaimed by the earth. What part of the tree you end up in is in your hands. It could be high up basking in the sunlight, lost in the middle of the crowd, or on the low branches, decrepit and alone. Choose wisely.
Curmudgeonism: A Surly Man's Guide to Midlife
