Right, Happy, or Kind

Right, Happy, or Kind

Right, Happy, or Kind?

 

My boy, my son—my beloved Emmett, is heading off to college in just six weeks. He’ll be going to Wesleyan University in Middletown, Connecticut.

 

I had been very upset about him leaving—until I had this realization: The whole point of this 18-year experiment has been to launch him—you don’t build an airplane to not fly it!

 

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In preparation for him going solo, I’ve been checking to see if he remembers some of the life lessons I’ve tried to teach him.

“Emmett,” I ask, as we sit by the creek on vacation in Sisters, Oregon, “Do you remember what I said at Ellery’s Bat Mitzvah?”

Him: “About being happy or kind?”

Me: “Not exactly—it was about being happy or right.”

Him: “You said kind. You asked Ellery if she’d rather be happy or kind.”

Me: “No, you are wrong. I remember it.”

 

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I have the video to prove it.

https://youtu.be/GTutj5VwCIo?si=MoF4ErkTY4mj7p01

At minute 5:30, I ask my niece, Em’s cousin, “Would you rather be happy or right?”

However, in correcting Emmett I was proving him right. 

Why not just let Emmett misremember what I said?

I’d rather be kind than right.

There was no need to correct Emmett.

“Would you rather be happy or kind?” is a great question.

Possibly an even better question.

Even if it’s not what I said.

 

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Today I bent the truth to be kind, and I have no regret, for I am far surer of what is kind than I am of what is true.

-Robert Brault

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