Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Ladders

Last summer I borrowed my brother's ladder. And his gloves. What I used them to do wasn't really important. But he would have liked that I completed the task, a task I truly wish he was still here to do. If he were here he may have nodded and then he would have directed me to another task. My brother was a doer. He was always getting things done without any hesitation, or so it seemed to me.

I'm a thinker but I need to remind myself to be a little more like my brother and get things done. Don't get me wrong: I'm not lazy. I don't often need a push. I just get lost in my head occasionally. As the saying goes, it's impossible to climb a ladder with your hands in your pockets.

Folks, think about this: maybe the memory of someone is like a ladder. Borrow your courage wherever you can. And keep climbing.

7 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Well put.

Bonnie said...

The world needs thinkers and doers. Oddly enough, I was thinking last night when the first Rob Ford bobble head would come out and then I shook my head and told myself to go do something, sometimes thinking is overrated!

Laoch of Chicago said...

Very fine post.

Vinny C said...

I'm the thinker & my wife is the doer. Unless it's heavy then I'm the doer & she's the tell-me-to-do-it-er.

Antares Cryptos said...

Without thinkers there would be no ladders for the doers.

Mrs. Tuna said...

The connections we have to our siblings is one of the most important one we have. Lovely thoughts of your brother.

Chicken said...

Brought my own brother to mind-thanks for the sweet reminder.

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