Time Out For A Little Perspective
Do you believe everything happens for a reason? I do. Although I also believe we don't always know what that reason is.
Lately I have been thinking it hasn't been the best few days. Ok, month. Alright, you got me, year...s.
So, my mom's birthday was on Friday and my friend's birthday is on Monday. They both picked the same evening to do some sort of celebration. Obviously, mom won out.
There was awhile there that I was trying to split my time between both, but my friend decided to go to Medeival Times (which, for those of you who don't know, is a dinner/show combo), so all things considered, it just wasn't going to work.
So, I talk to my friend today and it turns out she got into a car accident...Friday night on the way back from Medeival Times. Instantly, I thought there were two ways to look at this:
1. The point in the trip where the accident happened I would have not been in the car, so none of the events would be changed.
2. Then again, they might have missed the crazy lady completely had they dropped me off because their timing wouldn't have been the same.
Luckily, both her and her friend are fine. Can't say the same for the car. Still, I think it's moments like that which put things into perspective.
I only wish we could bottle that feeling to remember it the next time we are complaining about whatever we are complaining about- present company included.
Back to the light-hearted posts in the AM... promise.
Lately I have been thinking it hasn't been the best few days. Ok, month. Alright, you got me, year...s.
So, my mom's birthday was on Friday and my friend's birthday is on Monday. They both picked the same evening to do some sort of celebration. Obviously, mom won out.
There was awhile there that I was trying to split my time between both, but my friend decided to go to Medeival Times (which, for those of you who don't know, is a dinner/show combo), so all things considered, it just wasn't going to work.
So, I talk to my friend today and it turns out she got into a car accident...Friday night on the way back from Medeival Times. Instantly, I thought there were two ways to look at this:
1. The point in the trip where the accident happened I would have not been in the car, so none of the events would be changed.
2. Then again, they might have missed the crazy lady completely had they dropped me off because their timing wouldn't have been the same.
Luckily, both her and her friend are fine. Can't say the same for the car. Still, I think it's moments like that which put things into perspective.
I only wish we could bottle that feeling to remember it the next time we are complaining about whatever we are complaining about- present company included.
Back to the light-hearted posts in the AM... promise.
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