So I am trying to write two essays because Justin says “I can’t win the game if I don’t play.” Remember, I’m on this Journey to 40 and I want to get published before then. Since I haven’t noticed any agents or publishers hanging out on my doorstep asking me to write something for them I had better get to work. But it is so much easier to write a 1000 word blog post than an essay about my favorite room in my house. And my book is all outlined and I can feel it gurgling in my blood but putting the words together seems so hard sometimes.
Instead I find myself obsessing about the most horrific accident we all witnessed yesterday. As we were driving up 95 in North Carolina we saw an SUV lose control and flip three times. I saw the luggage carrier and passengers in the air. And I saw the driver…. Three people lost their lives and we watched it. They were driving back to their home in New York from Disney. I have conjured up their story in my mind. Disney is not an everyday trip. It’s special. It’s monumental. It’s something you save for and dream about taking your kids too. They made the memories and then three generations of women were stolen from their family by a blown out tire. Life is short.
Because life is so short I know I need to follow my dreams. I need to write my stories and pursue my passions. Yesterday was a reminder that it can be taken from you at any moment.