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A Shattered Life

Friday, March 9, 2007

With our lives so dependent upon cars, sometimes we can’t help but see things that affect us profoundly as we travel the roads.

I can’t say this falls into the “profound” category, but it did give me a good idea for the blog. You see, on my way home for lunch today, I happened to see, in the middle of the turn lane to get onto the interstate, a shattered box and board of the game Life. Aside from the obvious irony and humor pertaining to this, the puns and jokes that immediately sprang to mind made me start thinking about what had most likely happened.

You see, this Life I saw was shattered, broken, purely from neglect. Someone moving probably put it in the back of an open-bed pickup truck and as they picked up speed, it blew out. Or, perhaps, someone staying at one of the hotels near that intersection meant to put it in the car before getting back on the road, but it only made it as far as the roof of the car and . . . it blew off onto the road, the box popping open, board and game pieces flying everywhere, subject to being run over by the hundreds of cars that pass through that intersection every hour.

How many times have we felt like that board game—neglected, forgotten, left to be smashed on the asphalt, run over by all comers? Or if it’s not being neglected and forgotten by others, what parts of our own lives have we pushed back to the back burner (or put back into the pantry) because we don’t have the time or energy to deal with them? It may be anything from cleaning the house, to writing that manuscript you started six months ago, to finishing your education, to calling your mom. Neglecting even the things in our lives that seem trivial can be just as damaging to us as procrastinating on the big things.

So what’s my point?

Well, I’ve now been on my schedule for two weeks. I have averaged writing 1,071 words per day . . . making myself sit down and write even on the days when I didn’t want to. I have figured out some activities I’ve been involved in that I needed to resign from and have done so. I have started walking for exercise almost every day (Wednesdays being the exception because of church). I’ve caught up with some old friends and made the time to meet up with new ones.

I’m busier now than I was before I put myself on a schedule, even though I’ve dropped a couple of responsibilities—but that’s because I’ve scheduled in the time for those areas of my life I’d been neglecting . . . before they blew away and shattered on the road of life.

One Comment
  1. Candice Speare permalink
    Friday, March 9, 2007 7:27 pm

    Great post, Kaye! I love it!


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