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A Plea to My Readers on the Road

PLEASE BE CAREFUL!  A recent tragedy brought home how a couple of non-actions can cause heartbreaking outcomes.  Family of a close friend of mine was driving home from a visit to their dying father in Denver.  An 18-year-old rammed his SUV into the back of their van, causing both vehicles to spin and flip.  My friend’s 3 uncles, an aunt, and a cousin were killed.  The tragedy deepens: my friend’s father had lost one of his brothers a year ago, and now his remaining 3 are gone.  Further tragedy: my friend’s grandfather, under all the stress, had a stroke.

What are the non-actions involved?  One was a common one.  The people killed were stretched out in the van at 3 AM while another person drove, and they, like many of us, stretched out to get more comfortable, then did not re-buckle their seat belts.  The two in the van who kept their seat belts on survived.

The other non-action was on the part of the teen driver who hit them.  He had been drinking and was drunk, and he did NOT give the keys to someone else to drive.  Thus the disastrous accident that will forever touch so many lives.

So, please be careful out there.  Use common sense.  Think of yourself, others on the road, and all those whose lives are a large part of theirs.

Celebrating Independence

Happy Independence Day!  I’ll celebrate by noticing how truly independent I am.  I have so many choices: sleep inside my home or camp outside; eat too many BBQ ribs or not eat at all; go to the doctor with my nagging cold or just ride it out; go to work or take a day off; spend full price on that coat, just because I love it, or forego it for now, hoping to find it on sale or even free from someone who no longer wants hers. 

I can choose to spend my day dreaming of fun activities with the family or worrying about what might happen to me next.  Oddly, I’m given this independence of choice through an accident of life.  Because I’m not mentally ill or addicted to a destructive substance, am not divorced, and I was lucky enough to situate myself comfortably before the economy tanked, I get to enjoy my independence while others struggle on the streets. 

Yes, I’ll spend this 4th of July weekend in deep appreciation.

95, with Stitches and a Heart

I’d like to do some charity work, try to make a difference in people’s lives. But I’m 95, so I’m not super strong. and I fell recently and am recovering with sore muscles and 14 stitches. You can’t expect me to do much.

If you can say this, your name is not Jimmy Carter. At 95, recovering with a black eye and stitches, he’s out there in Nashville building porches on 21 homes. He’s active and enthusiastic in his work with the Jimmy and Rosalynn Carter Work Project, working with Habitat for Humanity. Read about this HERE. And take a minute to watch the short video there. Then, if you are NOT 95 and ailing, what’s stopping you from a little volunteer work?

Those Darned Truckers!

Who hasn’t thought, “There goes another one of those massive pest-trucks, clogging up my highway”? I’m guilty. I won’t think it again, thanks to this video.

[Allow time for the video to load, then right-click and choose “unmute” to get sound.]

https://www.facebook.com/WellRoundedLifebyattn/videos/1950984405206511/

Celebrating My Own Independence

Happy Independence Day!  I’ll celebrate by noticing how truly independent I am.  I have so many choices: sleep inside my home or camp outside; eat too many BBQ ribs or not eat at all; go to the doctor with my nagging cold or just ride it out; go to work or take a day off; spend full price on that coat, just because I love it, or forego it for now, hoping to find it on sale or even free from someone who no longer wants hers.  I can choose to spend my day dreaming of fun activities with the family or worrying about what might happen to me next.  Oddly, I’m given this independence of choice through an accident of life.  Because I’m not mentally ill or addicted to a destructive substance, am not divorced, and I was lucky enough to situate myself comfortably before the economy tanked, I get to enjoy my independence while others struggle on the streets.  Yes, I’ll spend this 4th of July weekend in deep appreciation.