On Behalf Of Tiny Miracles
First things first: My Honda is back, safe and sound and (mostly) none the worse for wear. OK, he had a blown front tire and a busted parking light and a banged-up bumper... but otherwise decent. And NOTHING stolen. Can you believe that? Do car thieves REALLY hate my choice in music that much??
But I do think my Honda is starting to look at me the way your old dog looks at you after a particularly bad trip to the vet. Did I do something to offend you? Why do you keep doing this to me?? I wish I could explain to my Honda that it wasn't my fault that he's been rear-ended twice, broken into twice (stolen CDs the first time, ripped-out ignition the second), and now stolen. I'd explain to him that scars build character, and obviously he's still got it after all these miles if people are willing to commit a felony to joyride him for a while.
However... Since cars are not actually alive and I'm not actually crazy, I don't actually tell my car any of this. In fact, I actually start thinking about how soon I can replace this Honda for one with better theft protection. Hope he doesn't get suspicious....
But in all seriousness, I am deeply amazed my car turned up at almost 100%. I truly believe the good Lord was looking out for me with this one. Everyone acts like miracles occurred thousands of years ago (water to wine, walking on water, etc) and nothing much happens today. I say my car being found a block away from where it was stolen with NOTHING missing is some kind of miracle. Maybe a tiny one. But a miracle nonetheless.
More tiny miracles: Kids who grow up in the midst of today's society and still turn out 99.5% okay. A Habitat for Humanity house. The run of perfect weather we just had from late August to yesterday, before the flood rains came. A great first date. A great second date. Heck... Anytime two people actually FIND each other in this world and KNOW they're meant to be together for the rest of their life? That's a flat-out miracle in my book.
Or maybe "miraculous" depends on your vantage point. For instance... My friends will be amazed when I listen to the radio and just start playing along with the song, like I've known it all my life instead of picking it up on the spot. But to me that's just second nature and not even a big challenge. (Especially if it's a Creed song. Key of D every time.) By the same logic, a truly talented quarterback makes snap decisions and perfect throws in the seconds when someone like me would've been tackled, or crushed, or killed. Or all of the above. The genius thinkers used to talk about solving a problem as being "touched by the hand of God," while I personally feel like God Himself is singing through Van Morrison or the horn of John Coltrane. And yet these are just men and women like you or I.
And so my parents who have been together 38 years probably don't think they're part of a miracle. Neither do my former roommate and his girlfriend of 2 1/2 years (so far). Or Drew & Debbie, who were together when I met them in my freshman year of college and are just as much in love today. But as someone who has trouble making relationships last months, let alone YEARS... Those are tiny miracles, my friends. Proof that there's order somewhere in this universe and yes, maybe you DO have a soulmate out there after all.
That said... I'm no longer searching, and that's fine. I've been highly independent since Day One and living alone isn't scary to me. In fact, there are days I relish coming home to my new (and empty) house and basking in the selfish freedom of having the place to myself. And then there are times when loneliness and regret seep in and I wish I had someone sharing this life and these little moments with me.
In the end they balance each other out. Just like everything else in life. Being in love won't necessarily make your life easier or your crappy job more tolerable. Neither will being single. You take each day as it comes and you create your own happiness where you find it... in good friends, or a quality film, or an unpredictable Saturday out, or the surprisingly fine new CDs from Fiona Apple and My Morning Jacket.
Did I mention my car stereo wasn't stolen either? Tiny miracles. They're everywhere if you know where to look.
But I do think my Honda is starting to look at me the way your old dog looks at you after a particularly bad trip to the vet. Did I do something to offend you? Why do you keep doing this to me?? I wish I could explain to my Honda that it wasn't my fault that he's been rear-ended twice, broken into twice (stolen CDs the first time, ripped-out ignition the second), and now stolen. I'd explain to him that scars build character, and obviously he's still got it after all these miles if people are willing to commit a felony to joyride him for a while.
However... Since cars are not actually alive and I'm not actually crazy, I don't actually tell my car any of this. In fact, I actually start thinking about how soon I can replace this Honda for one with better theft protection. Hope he doesn't get suspicious....
But in all seriousness, I am deeply amazed my car turned up at almost 100%. I truly believe the good Lord was looking out for me with this one. Everyone acts like miracles occurred thousands of years ago (water to wine, walking on water, etc) and nothing much happens today. I say my car being found a block away from where it was stolen with NOTHING missing is some kind of miracle. Maybe a tiny one. But a miracle nonetheless.
More tiny miracles: Kids who grow up in the midst of today's society and still turn out 99.5% okay. A Habitat for Humanity house. The run of perfect weather we just had from late August to yesterday, before the flood rains came. A great first date. A great second date. Heck... Anytime two people actually FIND each other in this world and KNOW they're meant to be together for the rest of their life? That's a flat-out miracle in my book.
Or maybe "miraculous" depends on your vantage point. For instance... My friends will be amazed when I listen to the radio and just start playing along with the song, like I've known it all my life instead of picking it up on the spot. But to me that's just second nature and not even a big challenge. (Especially if it's a Creed song. Key of D every time.) By the same logic, a truly talented quarterback makes snap decisions and perfect throws in the seconds when someone like me would've been tackled, or crushed, or killed. Or all of the above. The genius thinkers used to talk about solving a problem as being "touched by the hand of God," while I personally feel like God Himself is singing through Van Morrison or the horn of John Coltrane. And yet these are just men and women like you or I.
And so my parents who have been together 38 years probably don't think they're part of a miracle. Neither do my former roommate and his girlfriend of 2 1/2 years (so far). Or Drew & Debbie, who were together when I met them in my freshman year of college and are just as much in love today. But as someone who has trouble making relationships last months, let alone YEARS... Those are tiny miracles, my friends. Proof that there's order somewhere in this universe and yes, maybe you DO have a soulmate out there after all.
That said... I'm no longer searching, and that's fine. I've been highly independent since Day One and living alone isn't scary to me. In fact, there are days I relish coming home to my new (and empty) house and basking in the selfish freedom of having the place to myself. And then there are times when loneliness and regret seep in and I wish I had someone sharing this life and these little moments with me.
In the end they balance each other out. Just like everything else in life. Being in love won't necessarily make your life easier or your crappy job more tolerable. Neither will being single. You take each day as it comes and you create your own happiness where you find it... in good friends, or a quality film, or an unpredictable Saturday out, or the surprisingly fine new CDs from Fiona Apple and My Morning Jacket.
Did I mention my car stereo wasn't stolen either? Tiny miracles. They're everywhere if you know where to look.
posted by Rich at 10:07 PM
2 Comments:
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Glad to hear you car is back. I'd have a minor heart attack if someone stole my Jeep.
On another note, it seems you've been writing a great deal of deep negative material. Perhaps you should challenge yourself to write something with a more positive outlook. Also, if you've been writing deep intricate lyrics, challenge yourself to write something more shallow that still can be considered art.
This is what I do when I'm in a creative funk, feeling down, or just feel like I'm writing myself into a corner.
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