Life is fragile like glass, enjoy the view while you can.
I always took my RV driver door window for granted. I viewed much of the United States through it. I saw much of the great beauty of our country through it. I have seen poverty and lack through it. My window would go down at the flick of a button to give me fresh air, or up to keep out the rain or cold.
Yesterday that all changed. I was driving down a main street in a picturesque little town and my driver door window spontaneously exploded into a million little pieces. (Yep, it happens more then you think, check the Internet.)
So this morning instead of waking up at a Casino after an enjoyable evening playing poker I am sitting in a back alley in a little town while two guys are installing a new window in my RV door.
Life is fragile. I was reminded of how fast things change and there is no way you see the change or loss coming.
A few months ago, my little best friend, who never leaves my side darted into a quiet residential street at the exact moment someone was driving like he was at the Indy 500. My little friend was gone in an instant.
We moved from San Diego last Sunday and on the way driving to Sacramento my best friend Gary, who we had just hugged and left in San Diego had his second heart attack before we even finished our 10 hour trip. (Thank God he is ok and still with us.)
And yesterday while driving slowly through a little town on sunny beautiful day my window just explodes. It changed our trip, it changed our life, not greatly but another event could and might.
I am planning on enjoying my new window and being grateful for everything I can see through it whether I like the view or not.
I guess life is little bit like that. It is always present for us, I take it for granted. I forget it allows me to see things I like and some I don’t. But, like my window today, I am going to enjoy the view today regardless of what I see through it.
You never know when it may just explode and be gone.
I always took my RV driver door window for granted. I viewed much of the United States through it. I saw much of the great beauty of our country through it. I have seen poverty and lack through it. My window would go down at the flick of a button to give me fresh air, or up to keep out the rain or cold.
Yesterday that all changed. I was driving down a main street in a picturesque little town and my driver door window spontaneously exploded into a million little pieces. (Yep, it happens more then you think, check the Internet.)
So this morning instead of waking up at a Casino after an enjoyable evening playing poker I am sitting in a back alley in a little town while two guys are installing a new window in my RV door.Life is fragile. I was reminded of how fast things change and there is no way you see the change or loss coming.
A few months ago, my little best friend, who never leaves my side darted into a quiet residential street at the exact moment someone was driving like he was at the Indy 500. My little friend was gone in an instant.
We moved from San Diego last Sunday and on the way driving to Sacramento my best friend Gary, who we had just hugged and left in San Diego had his second heart attack before we even finished our 10 hour trip. (Thank God he is ok and still with us.)
And yesterday while driving slowly through a little town on sunny beautiful day my window just explodes. It changed our trip, it changed our life, not greatly but another event could and might.
I am planning on enjoying my new window and being grateful for everything I can see through it whether I like the view or not.
I guess life is little bit like that. It is always present for us, I take it for granted. I forget it allows me to see things I like and some I don’t. But, like my window today, I am going to enjoy the view today regardless of what I see through it.
You never know when it may just explode and be gone.
1 comment:
Are you absolutely certain that it was spontaneous disintegration that ruined your window? I've heard you sing. Maybe, you finally hit that note-of-a-certain-frequency and intensity. Death by sympathetic harmonic vibration. Boom!
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