Tuesday, August 2, 2016
The Long Road
Was thinking about being young.
I lived in San Jose...thought about staying there.
I went to Baltimore...considered hanging out at O's games and becoming a Baltimoron.
Didn't do it.
I also lived in New Haven, Connecticut and really considered staying with the company that I worked with there.
But I took a different road.
The road back home...
...where I met my Waterloo (err...I mean, my beautiful wife).
And then the Camp Clifford Campers came along and the road became steady and straight and the direction became clear.
When I saw that photo I thought of all the chances that we all have to take a different road.
Do we do things because of a pre-arranged plan?
What would have happened had I stayed out in California?
Would there be different Fuzzy kids out there?
They say that a picture is worth a thousand words...
...but sometimes it's worth a hundred thousand words.
I kinda' looked at that photo for awhile.
I feel like I've taken the right road most of the time.
Then I put the photo as my screensaver...
...stay steady on the road ahead.
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