Sometimes in life, the stage is set, plane tickts are bought, plans are made... and the Mother Nature gets all pissed and decides to Intervene! I have been working for my Naval Aviator wings of gold for 3 years and I was supposed to get them 9th of July. Today 29 June, I have 3 flights left, but with a hurricane headed this way that may not be the case... There are a few ways to approach this... with dissapointment and frustration, because if my wings don't happen next week, my family will most likely not be there to pin them on my chest. Or with a much simpler view, it'll happen when it happens and the the world, not even the United States Navy can force it, only the earth's time card matters and no one elses.
Perhaps this event is just a little insight on how we should approach life... plan all you want but realize in the end.... it isn't up to you, it probably isn't up the govenment... Mother Nature, in this case manifested by a brewing hurricane is controlling my life?
In retrospect, to read this blog you will have to understand my past... so pour yourself a beer, light that cigar or crack that bottle of wine... but how can I possibly sum up 25 years of living in one setting... I think it will come spread out over future posts... so relax, sit back and chip away. On another note, if the weather is sunny outside please discontinue reading and get outside!!!
