I looked outside this morning and a bird was fighting it’s reflection in my side view mirror. I watched it for a few minutes. It was funny. I went to get my phone to video it and when I got back it was gone. I guess it won or just got tired of fighting. So, I go to get in my truck and the mirror is broken cracked.

This got me thinking about my life when I was younger. I was just like the bird, fighting everyone and everything. Even myself. Never satisfied with anything. Never happy with anything I was given or worked for.

I guess I’ve changed because I try to enjoy life and take time to be grateful. I guess I was like the bird, tired of fighting.

RGH

4-13-19