My dear friend C, who likes to make lists, added this to his list of beliefs:
But, C, what are the cards you were dealt? You may have been dealt controlling, hostile parents or no parents at all. You may have begun with deprivations of all sorts, four fingers instead of five; but obviously your hand included the ability, imagination, and courage to see beyond the initial unfolding of your life. That too is part of your hand.
Let's take the card game, bridge, for example. In bridge you are dealt 13 cards. Every round, another 13. Sometimes it's all aces and faces. Sometimes none. You have to play the hand you are dealt. (And, by the way, in duplicate bridge, you can even play a bleak pointless hand extraordinarily well and win the game!)
Unlike bridge, a life might offer more choices and the immediately available options change with every decision you make and every fork in every road. The hand we are dealt makes it possible to choose Fork A or Fork U and to even go back if we don't like the view. We might feel we're all out of cards, when out of the blue, we see another card hiding under a bush.
Of course not everyone has a bush available. I agree with C of course, but I'm just not sure the metaphor holds up. What do you think? Should I delete this blog?