Joan on the Road...of Life

One of the Grandkids is working at Ronald McDonald Camp up in the mountains. She left a message about how much she is loving the camp and the kids and she "wished I didn't have to go back to the real world." That got me to thinking.

I responded to here that "whatever world you are in is the real world." I looked up the word.."real". Not fiction; actual, provable, true. So wherever you are, whatever you are doing...that is your "real" world. Work life, vacation, RV life, hospitals, gardening, divorce, raising kids, studying,...all real at the time.

Sometimes we escape for short periods of time into a novel or movie or TV show. The reality is what we're doing...the escape is where our minds go. One of my friends says that my reality (real world) is different than hers. How could that be? Even when we are sitting in the same room?

What we think and do and feel determines our own individual reality...thoughts, actions, emotions. My friend and I can have breakfast together but her perception and mine of what the morning was like will be different...each with our own thoughts, actions and emotions as we interact with each other and our surroundings. Top that off with the attitude we each bring....and yes, our worlds are different. Amazing.

Where ever we are then, the world around us is real. What we think, do and feel about that creates our personal reality. Does that make sense? It does to me....JMHO (just my humble opinion). Reminds me of a line in Tombstone when Wyatt says he just wants a normal life. Doc Holiday, who is dying, says, "There is no normal life, Wyatt. There's just life."