Life is an interesting ride. One minute it's happy and next tragic. Those twists and turns, not knowing what's around the bend definitely make it exciting. I guess excitement can be both happy and tragic. Our moments in life that are fun provide us with excitement that we enjoy and want to repeat. The tragic moments provide a different kind of excitement. Scary! Not something we care to repeat but exciting none the less. The past few days, I have had a little of both.
I went to see the movie Avatar with my son this weekend. The movie was great and my son could not stop talking about it. He wants to read the book and on and on. The movie was very inspiring with a great life message. We finished the night with dinner and headed home. Walk in the door and the whole night took on a completely different level of excitement. My 20lb dog had eaten a bar of chocolate. Not one of those normal bars but one of those huge, 6.8 oz bars, of Hershey's Special Dark. Well if you know anything about dogs, chocolate is dangerous. So my life ride that evening took a hard left turn towards tragedy.
Emergency visit to the local vet ensued. As I'm cradling my baby in my arms, the vet administers; shots to make him throw up, IV drip to start fluids, and two huge syringes of black liquid goo (activated charcoal) forced fed down his throat. My dog is completely terrified and puking. I'm crying. This is the moment when I truly felt the loneliness of deployment. No one by my side to provide comfort and support. No calming force or strength. I truly was half of a whole. From the vet it was to the vet hospital ICU for overnight observation and more treatments. I was not having fun on this ride! Then the long ride home, full of tears, fears and prayers.
The next day brought some good news. Prognosis on my dog was that he was doing well and should be able to come later that day. In addition, my fantasy football which I was predicted to lose was also turning around. My ride had turned the corner.
My dog came home last night and we are all happy he is back. This was a ride that could have ended tragically. Thankfully it didn't. Unfortunately my fantasy football was not so lucky. With the poor performance by the Vikings, my reign as leader, has ended. I am out.
So what determines the excitement one gets to experience in life? Are we randomly thrown into twists and turns on this ride? And what determines whether the outcome is happy or the tragic? Fate, Karma, Destiny, or Luck?
For me, I'm feeling a little lucky.
To my honey, I truly felt your absence this weekend. Without you, I am only a part of the whole. I miss your strength and toughness. I love you very much. It seems like forever until you will get to come home. Still holding down the fort, barely.
Play Safe, Play Smart
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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