Just by a thread.

Everything in life is just… well… hanging by a thread. Every little twist and turn in life. From the day you were born… all the weeks… all the years… all the places you went to, or didn’t go to… all the people you met, or didn’t meet. All the moments and decisions that changed our paths through life that an instant sooner or later could have made things turned out differently. Is there a destiny that’s written in stone… probably not. So thousands and thousands of little threads, little decisions that seemed incidental at the time, could have effected major paths in your life, or in the lives of others. The road traveled daily, but avoided today, and there was a fatal accident, right when you would have been. The plane trip that was changed, and the plane crashed. The bank that was robbed the day after you got there, because you when the day earlier. The tire you replaced the day before it would have blown out a caused a crash. The job offer you took a week before another offer came in that you could not accept. The war that ended before you were drafted. The advise you took advise from about a career when you didn’t hear a better one first. The person you would have met if you had gone on that blind date. The relationship you would have had if you had just kissed them when the moment was right. The children you would have had if you had a different mind set when younger. The fish that got away caused you use the wrong bait. The random chain of events that were completely innocent… because you caught that firefly, a little girl tried to catch another, wondered too far from home. her father went looking for her and was kidded in an accident… which would not have happened if you had not caught that first firefly… ya just never know. Small things that effected major happenings… major things that effected small happenings. Who knows what would have been. Who knows if we would have died sooner or later… based on those little threads. Who knows what little threads led you to the love of you life… and how easily it could have been broken. Who you might have met, or missed meeting for the sake of a few minutes difference. What effects pride and ego played in changing your path… good or bad. Who you might have asked out again if they had not been playing a innocent little mind game… playing hard to get… and it all would have worked out beautifully. Just a little something to think about… and be thankful for. No sense thinking about what might have been… but be thankful for what you have… appreciate life everyday… ya never know when one of those threads may divert you down the wrong path. I am thankful that that one little thread of time made the connection between me and Shelly… funny how things work themselves out for the better. Live long… and prosper! Happily! Everyday!