Pause to Appreciate

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Bet you thought I forgot? I kinda did… here’s what happened:

So, about a week ago I took a drive around on a nice Sunday afternoon to see what’s what. On the way back up the expressway hill I heard a pop and then my car got really loud!!!

I called the garage the next morning to make sure they had booked enough time for my oil change next week because now I needed some exhaust work. So, for a week I decided not to drive it much to avoid doing any more damage, plus the weird stares from people on the street.

Did you know that when you can’t have something or do something that had always been available to you, now suddenly your insane brain decides that thing you can’t have and is exactly what it wants?  I wonder if humans are the only species that think like this.  

So, all last week I kept thinking, “gee if I could just go to…oh wait right I can’t”. I caught myself daydreaming about going to a waterfall one evening to do a painting. Oh yeah, right…the car! I had made lists of things I needed to pickup for upcoming art shows and scheduled the time in my calendar (yeah I’m like that). Now I had to go back into my calendar and move the dates out to days after the car would be fixed.

Seven days of laughing at myself for taking that little car for granted. Because for me, that car represents freedom. The freedom to drive to a park up north and go hiking and painting or to jump in the car and go visit my daughters, or to pack up my art and sell at shows and festivals all over the province. All things I’ve taken for granted.  

Today the car was fixed. And I drove it promptly home. I had some things on a “to do list” but decided just to appreciate what I have tonight and make plans tomorrow.

CAH

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