Today life taught me that...

no matter what you do we all die. What matters is what you leave behind. Not material things but your legacy. How do people remember you? What will you give to those around you to be proud of? Who were you before you left this world? Today we buried my Great Uncle Jake. Jake was a good man. He was a happy man. He was a playful and kind man. Jake was a hardworking, loving man. The world lost a great man last week and today we got to be with family and remember him. Take each day to be the best person you can be. Maybe if we all try a little harder at being better, happier people this world can be a much nicer place to live in.

30 June 2014

The Accident

Lela really needed to get to work but it was a Monday and nobody likes Mondays. She was dressed and ready and just messing around on her computer when a friend sent her a GIF. Amused and unmotivated she opened it up. It was an image of two very slow moving clown cars rolling towards each other and then a flash of an explosion as they touched bumpers.

“Really? I wasted my time on that?” she asked herself as she tried clicking out of the image.

She kept clicking and clicking to exit the page but the ridiculous crashing clown cars would not go away. Lela tried to force quit the page with no luck. She tried to force shut down her computer with no luck. She shut her laptop screen and opened it hoping something would happen. Finally after 20 minutes the computer shut down. Lela turned it back on and the happy chimey music of the restart let her know everything was okay. With a sigh of relief, she headed off to work. She was approaching the street that her bank was on when a road block stopped her.

“Ma'am you can't go any further,” responded a police officer.

“I work at the bank and I am already very late for work. Can you please let me through?” pleaded Lela.

“Ma'am this morning two armed men attacked the bank. There is currently a hostage situation going on inside. Please speak to our officers over here so we can know who is working at this time and who isn't,” Lela was shocked! She always knew a robbery could happen but she lives in such a calm and quiet city.

Later that day, after Lela got home, the true irony of her situation hit her. As she watched the news she learned that two armed men crashed their cars into each other at an slow speed to block off the doors to the back. Those two men were dressed as clowns. They blew up the front doors and forced the bank patrons to barricade the doors and took the bank employees hostage. The bank patrons were rescued but sadly the armed men had fumbled a bomb and everyone left inside died. Lela was in despair. She had watched a silly GIF of that essentially happening. She checked her email but the message was no longer there. She called her friend who had sent it but he had never sent her an email that day. Fate? Coincident? Call it what you will, Lela's computer saved her life that day.

1 July 2014

The Parking Spot

The day was sweltering and. as far as Julia was concerned, the world was simply melting in the heat. As it was, she still needed to go to the grocery store. When she got to the store she the best primo spot! It was right up in the front and had a giant tree hovering over the spot! A little old lady was pulling out and Julia had her blinker on for the spot. Just as the old lady pulled out and Julia was going to move into the spot, a man in an enormous truck sped around her and stole the spot! Oh Julia was livid and wanted to yell at the man but her was fairly intimidating in looks and stature so she circled around and found another spot far out at the end of the parking lot.

Irked by the whole thing, Julia grumpily got her food but the kindness of the grocery store staff brightened her mood a bit. One of the bag boys bagged up her food and even was generous enough to walk out with her. Clearly the grocery employees noticed Julia needed a pick me up. The two chatted as they exited and quickly noticed the truck in the primo spot just outside.

“Oh wow! That truck is really messed up!” chuckled the bag boy.

Julia couldn't help but laugh herself as they walked to her car. The truck, which sat crooked under the lush tree, was covered in bird waste. From front to back. As if that wasn't enough there was a giant dent in the rear of the truck from someone trying to get out and a note by it that read 'Learn to park!' To make matters worse, there was a gang of squirrels scattering all over the truck fighting over a nut. They had scratched up the whole hood of the car. Julia tipped the bag boy and thanked him for his help. On her drive home she couldn't help but be thankfully that she didn't get that spot and also that karma sometimes makes this world more bearable.