Beautiful Lies

I recently read a poem in which one line referred to “beautiful lies”, which on the surface, would appear to be an oxymoron.  But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense.  How often do we say something that we know isn’t true or may not be, as a kind gesture.  Each week, as I wander the halls of the nursing home where I volunteer, I see the faces of yesterday, many with vacant or hollow eyes.  I greet many of them and find myself saying things that are purely to make a positive statement (accompanied by a smile) even though I know much of what I say is suspect at best.  These, I guess are my beautiful lies.

One of the residents is a man who loves to play Cribbage.  So each week, we drag out his board and a deck of cards and play a few games.  He has congestive heart failure and knows he will not survive his stay.  Yet, I find myself saying things that would contradict that result.  Beautiful lies.  He knows it, and so do I.  But I do it anyway.  I cannot do any different.

I justify my behavior by rationalizing that everyone does it.  It is inherent within us, I think, to spare someones feeling by bending the truth.  Is that so wrong?  I don’t know.  I think not.  We all have enough problems getting by without someone reminding us of the negatives.  So I probably won’t change.  I will continue to say what I think is right .  I believe it is sometimes better to communicate with my heart instead of my conscience.

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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One Response to Beautiful Lies

  1. A Dog With Fleas says:

    I don’t think there is anything at all wrong with it. Why not offer the man kind words and hope? What you do is a beautiful thing and you shouldn’t change that at all.

    And thank you for following my blog. I look forward to catching up with yours.

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