My body might be ready for a new transmission

Recently I have been dealing with health issues.

It isn’t important what the issues are.  They could be anything. The result would be the same — doctor appointments, tests, conversations with family and friends.

The thing is, I was totally unprepared. My husband, Django the Dog and I were all ready to start an epic four-month trip out West.  And bang, I broke down. Without warning.

I am being honest here. I think this happened because of hubris. That’s the Greek word for excessive pride or confidence.  I remember learning the word in 9th grade when we studied the Greek myths.

I was quite taken with the myths at the time. A good example of a God exhibiting hubris was Icarus who strapped on his wax wings and flew too close to the sun.

Here I am, 60 years later, feeling sure of myself. I’m active. Life seems under control. Every day is full of potential. And then not so much.

Our bodies are like automobiles.  Even when we eat well, go out for a spin daily, and get the oil changed every 15,000 miles, parts break and fuel economy is reduced.

So what is the lesson here?   The only thing I can think of is:

Be Flexible and Stay Postive.

Things can change. Tomorrow is another day.

Oh, and make sure there is a good auto mechanic nearby.


  1. Good luck with whatever your issue is. I understand your feelings about hubris. Whenever I talk about future plans, I try to remember to add “God willing.” But even so. Stuff happens. I hope you can salvage your trip or some of it – maybe down the road (kind of a car metaphor for ya). God willing.

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  2. I know exactly what you mean about doing all of the right things and still getting a reminder that we’re not all-powerful. I’m sorry your trip was postponed. I hope you have a speedy and complete recovery.

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  3. Ah, jeez! Hate being stupid. I saw there were six stars in the top row and six in the bottom, and that the right and left columns were aligned and six high–ergo, 36 stars. If I’d looked closer I would have seen those extra three stars shoved into three of the rows, but that’s so not the way the various star fields have been designed traditionally. . . . Dumb.

    Again, best wishes for your recovery.


    • No worries. I have lived with that flag for 40 years. Didn’t notice until I flipped over the frame and saw a blurb my Dad wrote on the back noting the number of stars.

      One of the things I’m enjoying at about blogging is I’m looking harder at things and thinking more.


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