There But For The Grace of God

I was hoping to get home earlier tonight so I could write a decent little blog entry before bedtime but I just sat in crazy bad completely stopped traffic for 45 minutes, at 9:30pm. It was super pea soupy foggy tonight (has been all day, strangely--this is not the kind of fog we usually get) and apparently there had been one of those compound, 15-20 car pileups on the freeway that had all lanes blocked while they dealt with it. At first I, like any other selfish traveler, was peeved that I couldn't move and get home to do what I wanted to do. But then I realized (yet again) that I was actually one of the lucky ones in this situation; any one of those cars in the wreck could have been mine, and my life would have certainly been a lot worse off. I was merely inconvenienced, but still came home healthy and whole to my nest and my loved ones. So tonight, I am officially grateful that the IAS/NADM syndrome that haunts me turned out to be merely a time inconvenience and not something much worse. Perspective, oh yes, perspective. Right.