I need to be more careful about what I wish for. I was walking to the post office wondering what I would write about this week and hoping something would come forward. It did and it almost killed me.
I was about a third of the way through a crosswalk when a sports car blew through the light almost hitting me. The car kept going and stopped within inches of ramming the driver’s door of a car in the intersection, just a few feet away from where I stood. Once stopped, the speeding driver seemed to be confused and put his car in reverse, heading right back at me. That’s when I ran.
Within one, maybe two minutes my life was in danger three times. My time on this earth could have ended or been permanently altered right there. No more time with my family, conversations with friends, or opportunities to support my clients and others through service. What would have happened to my cats?
My mind went back to that morning when I had expressed gratitude for the gift of the day, not really thinking it could have been my last. It was clear that the close call was bringing forward an awareness of how blessed I am to be alive and live the life I do.
And, of course, I had something to write about.
Something that I hope will remind you to appreciate waking up each morning. Every day, hour, and minute is a gift. You might want to start your days like I do, with a smile, wiggling your toes, and expressing gratitude for the wonderful gift you have been given of another day on this earth.
Your Turn: How will you spend this day you have been given?
