Precarious

It’s a common phrase – living on the edge. It implies a risky, “out there” wild and crazy type of existence.

But usually it’s not too terribly “edgy” in that those living on the edge usually do it with  purpose, as a way of fending off the mid-life crisis, dealing with a divorce or family upheaval, or those inclined to live on the edge are just thrill seekers and risk-takers.  But what happens when the narrow perch of life becomes too thin, and the balancing act there becomes too precarious and the edge is not what we want?I got some news last week that someone I used to know has hit a very rough stretch of road recently; lost their job, lost their home, ran out of money, was apparently couch surfing and ultimately living on the street, battling his demons but failing at it  horribly.

The friend who told me the sad story  had some rooms to rent and was able to provide a warm place for him to stay (although I don’t know how permanent or temporary that might be), and then he suggested I come by for a visit and we could all catch up and maybe that would pick up our poor friend’s spirits.  A couple of years or so ago we did all meet up at the “watering hole” when I was doing some photos for their website, and it occurred to me at that time that all might not be well – he seemed sad, a little “over-spirited” and definitely not how I remembered.

I am now left wondering how can a life could go off the rails so badly? Then I realize that we are all on the edge whether we want to be there or not. Some are just more precariously poised than others. (I guess that’s why the refer to the “social safety net” for the times that we “fall off” the rails.)  Like the old cliche, “there but for the grace of god go i”.

So why am I telling you this story?  At this time of year, when we are all about family and peace and sharing, dispense with the preoccupation of gifts, and commerce and think of those not so lucky. You, like me, might be surprised to know that some of these folks are our friends.

As Christmas approaches my challenge to you is to reach out to someone you know who might be “on the edge” or perhaps they have taken a tumble; and do something to help reconnect them with Hope.  Small things can make a huge difference. And that’s the greatest gift you can give.