My husband needed me to bring our four-wheel drive vehicle over to a neighbor’s this afternoon as he had gotten the truck stuck after plowing out her 3/4 mile driveway. As he was jumping in and out of the vehicle (I offered to help but in the past 29 years, we have found that we do not work well as a team so he and the neighbor were doing the unsticking) I got to musing how much life is like being stuck in snow.

There we are driving down the road of life and sometimes we lose control and spin around and land in the ditch, shaken but not injured. Other times we just veer a tad too much to the shoulder and it sucks us down into the gully. No matter how we get stuck, don’t we usually try the same method to get ourselves out?
First we try to just drive out. Never works. We think if we push down on the gas pedal a bit harder we might be able to propel ourselves out. Again, no go but now we are in even deeper as our efforts have made a slippery groove that our tires are in. So we try the old rock back and forth trick and on occasion that may work.
Often tho, we just dig ourselves in even deeper. Now we need help so we grab our cell phones and pray that we have service. (Back in the olden days, we had to walk to the nearest house or business and hope that someone there could either help us or let us use their phone and that they weren’t some deranged folks who would get us in the house and we’d never be heard of again). If we are lucky, we get ahold of someone who is willing to come and get us or try to pull us out. Those of us who have been driving for a decade or more have more than one sad tale to tell about being stuck.

So how does this relate to life you ask. Think about how you go about solving your problems. Isn’t your first instinct to just push onward and see what happens? And when that does work, don’t we panic and try harder? But the problem gets bigger or deeper. Then we sit back and relook at it. Maybe we even back up a bit. Try something new. Stop. Go back. Try another new thing. Stop. Go back. Finally we understand that we can’t solve it alone and call for help. And we hope that the help is good (and not a homicidal maniac!). Sometimes it can be a friend but sometimes we have to call a professional (like AAA for our car). And we are back on the road of life once again.

So that’s my thought for this day. Not too inspiring but food for thought.


About queenrobyn

61 yrs.old, wife, mother, grandma, artist, humorist, friend, caregiver, blogger, retired singer, rughooker, doll and mohair teddy bearmaker, born-again Christian, rebel, optimist, addicted Ebay shopper, collector (or hoarder as my husband would tell you), glamper, lover of all things old and worn (like me!)

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