Day two... Thankful challenge... 1. 3:30 in the morning, laying on an air mattress on my moms den floor. I had been there about a month and hit the low point. I mean I lost it, I was so low, devastated. Felt so badly and just... It was awful. Why am I thankful for that??? Because that night I realized, its just life. We make it so hard sometimes. Here I am, at or near the bottom but you know what? Im alive, I can do this. I can start over. I can feel this low and realize Im alive, Im warm and Im fed. That night, I lost fear. Nothing is so bad that it cant eventually be fixed. I was at my lowest and you know what, I was alive and it was ok. I lost fear that night. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, fear of whatever. 2. By the time I was 17, I had been in two very serious drunk driving accidents (no I was not the driver). Once I was with one, the other I was hit head on by one. I walked away from both. Others were seriously injured, good friends of mine were really hurt. Why be thankful for that??? Well, aside from the fact that I have a little Superman complex from walking away, I early in my life had a direct interaction with well, you could be hit by a bus. I learned early on that life is precious, live it ( not always good at it) but let others around you know how important they are. Respect life because it can be gone in a flash and it may not even be your fault. Live!!! Which leads me to... 3. A plane crash. We were all out flying in a T-6, which is an old WW II trainer. It was a cool, clear day over Fitchburg Airport in November 2010. I was first and since I had some flight experience, I got to fly the plane for a bit, we did some barrel rolls, it was really cool! Then we landed and my brother got in the seat with the pilot. My brother is a mountain. I remember my last words were, dude, this thing goes gown, you aint getting out because you cant move your arms to open the hatch, you too damn big... Good luck! They left for his flight. On their final approach, the engine fail and the plane crashed. Full flaps so it dropped like a rock. The pilot died on contact. Why be thankful for that???? Larry lived and although beaten up pretty badly, he survived. We went from brothers who were once close, to seeing how important that relationship was again immediately. Family matters and can be gone in a blink of an eye. I am still saddened by the pilot losing his life but my brother... Life is short! Life is precious! Life is all how you look at it! No, really, attitude is huge. Enjoy it, dont be too serious! Life also gives second, third chances! Stop and smell a rose occasionally, its really ok!
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 00:59:04 +0000
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