Sleet pelted the window with repetitive monotonous ping. The sound was relaxing, but the thought of driving to my friends' house on the slick roads concerned me. Driving was fun for me, but only on well maintained paved roads. Snow and sleet were a problem. I couldn’t be sure if they were recently treated. Even if they were, it seems likely that some ice patches prevailed. Those are the ones
I worry about, the ice patches that defy treatment.
Driving is like life, some roads are straight, some curved, others hilly, but all take you to a destination. The roads themselves do not create the problems. It’s the detours, roadblocks and other obstacles you encounter along the way.
Despite my concerns, I can’t let problems control my life, so I bundled myself up in a heavy winter coat and boots to make the trek to my friends' house. As I expected the roads were not free of ice, even though they were treated. Turning around to head back in the house was my first thought, but I couldn’t disappoint my friend. He looked forward to each of my visits. I was his connection to a normal life, a trivial life, a life he would never have.
My fears were his dreams, his fantasies. His reality was like the repetitive monotonous ping of the sleet on the window panes. Life stops if there are no challenges. Achievements, big or small give us a reason to smile. My challenges and achievements were small compared to his. He smiled easily, but I found it difficult.
Opportunities are endless for me, too easy one may say, but it’s hard for me to see them. His vision for the future is focused and open to any challenge. I want to inspire him to conquer life, that’s why I visit.
I parked the car and entered his home. He smiled when he saw me. “Ted, I’ve been waiting. I want to show you what I can do.”
“Hi Sam, I can’t wait to see it.”
Busting with excitement, he shouted. “Look at my toes . . . I can move them.”
A tear rolled down my cheek. “This is why I visit. You inspire me.”
I worry about, the ice patches that defy treatment.
Driving is like life, some roads are straight, some curved, others hilly, but all take you to a destination. The roads themselves do not create the problems. It’s the detours, roadblocks and other obstacles you encounter along the way.
Despite my concerns, I can’t let problems control my life, so I bundled myself up in a heavy winter coat and boots to make the trek to my friends' house. As I expected the roads were not free of ice, even though they were treated. Turning around to head back in the house was my first thought, but I couldn’t disappoint my friend. He looked forward to each of my visits. I was his connection to a normal life, a trivial life, a life he would never have.
My fears were his dreams, his fantasies. His reality was like the repetitive monotonous ping of the sleet on the window panes. Life stops if there are no challenges. Achievements, big or small give us a reason to smile. My challenges and achievements were small compared to his. He smiled easily, but I found it difficult.
Opportunities are endless for me, too easy one may say, but it’s hard for me to see them. His vision for the future is focused and open to any challenge. I want to inspire him to conquer life, that’s why I visit.
I parked the car and entered his home. He smiled when he saw me. “Ted, I’ve been waiting. I want to show you what I can do.”
“Hi Sam, I can’t wait to see it.”
Busting with excitement, he shouted. “Look at my toes . . . I can move them.”
A tear rolled down my cheek. “This is why I visit. You inspire me.”
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