Today, I got in the car behind the steering wheel. I thought I knew where I was going, but missed a turn, ended up somewhere else, standing by my car in rural Hays County, watching the full moon rise.
Monday afternoon, I took the photo above when I thought I was turning off the camera.
I thought I would have daughters in my 20s and had lovely sons in my 30s.
What if life went just as I intended? Is life of more worth if one keeps a firm hand on the steering wheel than if one just goes for the ride? It's possible it makes so little difference that we might as well not get all knotted up over the details, but relax our shoulders and open to the adventure.
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