Wednesday, January 7, 2009

the new year

well this year is zipping by.It's already the seventh day. One week gone poof just like that and nothing to show for it. Last week Tom and I went up to the farm and we decided (or I did I guess being curious) to investigate the old missile base that is on the way. It looked deserted but just to be safe Tom turned the truck around so we could make a quick get away incase we were wrong. We walked down this cement slope down in to a bunker area. the cement walls lining the walk way and inside the rooms had all kinds of satanic stuff spray painted on them. The most unnerving thing though was Toms' name was sprayed on the wall in black with the date of his death. October of this year. NO last name was there just Thomas died and the date. What is the probability of us going up there (just on a whim) in the first place and Toms named sprayed on the wall like that.
So I think we should do something to live life better. Not that I believe the prediction. But to come across your name on a wall with the date you died makes you think.

2 comments:

Honor Louise said...

It would give me goose bumps to see my name next to the date I died painted on a wall. It would cause me to reflect on my life at least a little bit. I guess in the long run all we can do is the best we can each day and be grateful for our blessings.

Katie Cramer said...

You and Tom sure are adventurous, Carol. It sounds to me like you're already living your lives better than most--reflecting and acting on your own curiosity, planning for quick get-aways with your best friend and husband. Sounds like you're both living your lives to the fullest, and that's all we can ask.