Why is life like a novel?
October 28, 2015
I RECENTLY READ a quote that makes a lot of sense.
I don’t remember who said.
I don’t remember where I read it.
But the quote is definitely worth remembering.
Here’s what it said:
I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise.
The first page of a book.
The first day of a job.
The first date.
The first kiss.
The first kick of a good liqueur.
The first moment you hold your own baby.
I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
The more I think about it, the more I realize that life is like a novel.
We don’t read it.
We live it.
Each day is new beginning.
Each day has a moment of conflict.
We fall in love.
We fall out of love.
We are disappointed.
We get knocked down.
We get up and try again.
Each day holds at least one crisis.
We can win.
We can lose.
We can start over.
That’s the reason we have new chapters in our lives.
We don’t ever quit.
As long as we have a breath to draw, we have another page to live or to write.
Some chapters are longer than others.
Some chapters are better than others.
We fill those pages with the characters who come along to touch our lives.
Some we like.
Some we don’t
But we need them all.
What would life, what would our novel, be without them.
There is, however, one major difference between life and a novel.
We know how the novel ends.
We write the punch line.
Life ends before we realize it.
Life ends long before we’re ready.
Someone else will have to write the final paragraph.
Someone else will have to read it.
It’s almost always the preacher who has the final word.
Caleb Pirtle III is the author of Little Lies.