My life right now is tumultuous, to say the least. Things are happening that are very much out of my control. And yet, are we ever really in control? I think that is one of life's great questions, but not where I feel like going today. This simple, everyday, mundane surprise of a pen exploding, somehow, now has the chance of setting my day off in a very negative direction. That is not what I want. Not at all.
So what to do, as I'm driving down the beautiful tree lined streets of Anytown, USA. I can flip out, start wiping my hand on my skirt and have ink all over my steering wheel. Or I can calmly take a moment to pause and investigate, because maybe the ink isn't coming from the pen at all? Maybe there is some secret ink well that I never knew was in my car. I do think Jeep, is now putting in ink wells, so I can pull out my quill and pen a letter. Nope, that's not it. The pen in my hand, is truly leaking. I set it down on the floor mat. I stare at my hand, realizing, it's not just on my fingertips, but somehow it's on the back of my hand as well. How does that even happen? I don't know.
I was struck at how thankful I am that I didn't flip out. The pen is in solitary, on my floor mat, it has been handled. I still have a mess on my hands, and yet, it's not spreading. I was starving after this major incident in my day and now I was able to proceed to the local cafe, WASH MY HANDS, and order the most delicious 'bacado' omelet.
I think in life we forget that we always have choices, no matter how small, or mundane, we always have a choice. Sometimes we choose to act, sometimes we choose not to. Today, in this instance, I'm glad I decided not to.
I hope that no pens come exploding into your life today, but if, and when they do, I hope you make the best choice for you, in that moment.
That is all friends,
Sara
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| No, this is not the pen in question! :-) |
