Yesterday, I called my last surviving Aunt, the one we send cards to all the time. She is now in a nursing home, but seems in good spirits even though she really wanted to stay in her own home. She had caught a bug or something and last week when I called her, she was coughing so bad she could hardly talk. Although she still had a cough yesterday, it seemed a lot better. I believe that she is on the mends.
Anyway, I told her that "life is like driving an automobile. When you are driving a vehicle, you really don’t steer it in the exact direction you want to go, rather, it is a constant correction of where it wants to go". You know, you can point it in a general direction, but to keep it on track you have to constantly adjust by making small changes via the steering wheel. If you don’t believe me, while you are headed down a long straight stretch of road, get the vehicle going straight and hold the wheel perfectly still in one position and see how short a time it takes for it to veer off one side or the other.
Wow, I thought, I think I came up with a good philosophy of life. We have to constantly make changes to adapt to what life throws at us. If we didn’t, we would surely run off the road and crash. Yes, we can try to go in a certain direction, but traffic, accidents, detours, road construction, and a lot of other things (other than the slight everyday corrections needed) prevent that. Haven’t you ever started out on road trip and couldn’t get to where you were headed by the planned route, or maybe along the way, you discovered some place better where you decided to go? I believe that life is sort of like that. You know, if everything had gone the way I had planned, I have no idea where I would be today and I am sure I would probably be a lot worse off. What do you think?