Where do we get it?

Where Do We Get It?

First let’s establish what “it” is.  “It” is the drive, the motivation to get out of bed in the morning.  It’s the “umph” in triumph.  It’s the “win” in winner.  It’s the “sur” in survivor.  It’s the “motiv” behind motivator.

It’s also the “x” in existence…the “us” in joyous…the “I” in smile.  We can’t smell “it”.  We can’t see “it”.  We can’t taste “it” or hear “it”.  We know when we have “it” though.  We miss “it” when it’s lagging behind or buried under sighs, moans or groans.  We long for “it” when we think we’ve lost “it”.  We mourn for “it” when we think it’s died or too old to care.  We ache for “it” when we forget what “it” was like when “it” was plentiful, reliable and freely given.

“It” has many names…”it” has many faces…”it” is intangible…”it’s” inconceivable…”it’s” inarticulate…one can’t create “it”…one can’t buy “it”…no one sells “it” (not even in a bottle).  “It” is…”it” just is!

Or would one call that an oxymoron…”it is”…when “it” isn’t?  “It” seems to fluctuate with the stages of life.  As children we don’t even know there is an “it” much less care.  As teens we’re convinced “it” doesn’t matter what “it” is but we doubt anyone cares.  As we move into adulthood, we’re certain we have to have control of “it”…if only we could find “it’s” source.  As adults, we’re so busy trying to pay for “it” that we tend to miss “it” all together.  And sadly, as aging seniors we realize “it” was always there and we overlooked it.

So it seems, we may have answered the question with yet other questions.  Does it matter that we spend our lives trying to define “it”?  Should we exhaust precious moments trying to control the unknown source?  Should we not spend these brief splashes of joy, love, strife, heartache…all the things that make up life…rejoicing that we have “it”?  Wouldn’t it then be nice as aging seniors we could just spend our remaining years remembering “it”!

Where do we get “it”…the answer is as unique as is what “it” is.