Why Rex was angry…he was always hungry.
A time and a place.
The thought of people being put in a specific place at a specific point in time has been a topic of more than a few conversations in my life lately. Now ol CS here isn’t the most religious of people but there are certain situations that defy explanation. This morning being one of those. Here is my story.
I woke up on time, but the warmth and closeness of my Affiliate called for me to stay in bed for a little longer. No big deal, I had given myself plenty of time to make the hour and half drive back before I had to go in to work. Well, that warmth and comfort lulled me back into sleep and I actually woke up about an hour later than I had planned. Again, no big deal, no reason to stress, there was still time to make the drive, drop off the dog and still be at work on schedule, just with no room to dally.
The Dog was woken, the bag packed, a drink made, I was ready to go, and then…then the bedroom door creaked open just a tiny bit and a beautiful face appeared. The draw to kiss that face once more pulled me back and I lingered a few more minutes taking in the moment. There was no rushing, no “oh sh*t I’m late!” feelings, just the calm and relaxation that comes from her.
After the embrace was broken, goodbyes said, I walked out, let the dog do her business and we loaded into the car, a full 30 minutes later than I needed to leave. The night had brought another light dusting of snow but the roads were not bad, there were spots, but nothing bad. The music was on, a pace was set, and all was good for the time. The Dog settled down and went back to sleep and the miles started to pass. As I entered the interstate there was no traffic (remember it is 3 a.m.) but a lone vehicle behind me. The city fell into the rear view and away we went. Things were fine for the following 20 minutes or so, and then it changed.
The Jeep was behind me for miles, not crowding, just there. Then it slowly pulled into the other lane to pass, not rushing, no abrupt, sudden movement just a smooth normal pass. As the Jeep passed me and had the room to start moving back over it happened. Slowly the Jeep started to turn into me, not to merge but a right hand turn. I let off the gas as it slid into my lane completely sideways at 60+ miles per hour…then it snapped and caught. The Jeep flipped over backwards and I slammed the brake pedal to the floor. The Bean slid to the right and we slammed into the mounds of snow on the shoulder of the highway. The sudden stop threw The Dog off the seat and she hit the dash and window before falling back to the floor. I could see the Jeep had flipped into the median and stopped. I covered Dog with a coat and ran back to the Jeep, relieved to see it had landed on its wheels. The driver was stunned but otherwise okay.
The call to 911, a message left for the Affiliate and a call to work explaining I would be late were made. Here is where I say “time and place”
We sat there, in the median,knee deep in snow, a confused, stunned young lady in a crushed Jeep who had no idea what had happened to her, or where she was, for over 20 minutes while no other vehicles passed. I could not imagine the fear, the fright, the panic that would have been if I had been in that young womans situation all alone. I stayed with her, helped her call her mom, answered her questions about what had happened and where we were until the sheriff’s dept arrived. I woke up late, stayed behind and left late, all for a reason.
I believe it all happened so that I was there at the right time.
The young woman will be fine, The Dog is okay, The Bean has a broken headlight and none the worse. The right place, at the right time. Things happen for a reason. Tell them you love them and hold them tight.
The power of music is amazing. How a song can say exactly what you feel or bring back a memory is one of those things that you cannot deny. Whether it be a sad memory or an upbeat one, when that song comes on and the film in your head starts rolling…the smile cracks your face, or maybe the tears wet your eyes and there’s nothing you can do other than change the track or sing along.
There are a few songs that have both effects on me. Hearing it can bring back good memories, laughter and fun times, but hearing it at other times reminds me of what is lost and gone. That is the power of music that I am amazed by.
Thanks to a dear affiliate who has listened to me, and my musics, I have a few playlists that just “fit”. There is no other explanation other than they fit. There are songs to celebrate, songs to remember, songs to laugh, and songs for love. All have a memory attached and they all have a meaning to me. They each fit the situation and all of them get a heavy rotation during my commutes.
The ability to motivate, inspire, calm, or whatever is the magic that is music.
Jan 3, 2010
That was the day that @CS_Indy was born.
Four short years ago.
And look where we are today. I have had the opportunity to meet people and do things that I never would have without Twitter.
There have been friends and memories made. Experiences that I never could have dreamed of.
But the best part about Twitter is the people. I know I have said it before but the people are what make this what it is. There are the jokers, the preachers, the business people, celebrities (both real and imagined), branders and quote posters. Without those people the wonderful world of Twitter would be no more.
I have had the chance to meet some amazing people and make some “real” friends through various meetings, Tweetups, events and random run ins. These people are the ones who make it real foe me. They put a face with the screen name, and more importantly their story. Everyone has a story.
From my funny jokester friends to the serious weatherman I can’t imagine what it would be like without you.
Lets do this for another 4 years. Unless you think this whole Twitter thing is just a fad
There comes a time in every mans life where he needs help, whether he realizes it or not. It is the people who step forward during these times and extend their hand, offer an ear, a shoulder, or even a couch that give hope, encouragement, and strength to us as humans.
Now whatever you believe, whether it be God, karma, Buddah Larry, or just fate, there are people dropped into your life at the very times you will need them. Your only task is to allow them to do whatever it is they are there to do. Life isn’t scripted and you can’t always explain why things happen, just enjoy the ride.
Sometimes the hardest part of it all is to let go of the preconceived notion of how things are supposed to work and just live life as it comes. Stop comparing the current with the past as they are incomparable. Let’s look forward and see where we need to go, not back to where we’ve been. If you spend all your time worrying about the whys and whats then you’re more than likely going to miss out on all the good while you’re waiting for something bad that may never happen.
I can’t thank those who have helped me enough. The kind words, the hard facts, and the warm hearts have all made a difference that can not always be easily explained. So, I’m just gonna leave this here….
Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I will be forever grateful.