Dead ________ on the Road

Have you ever been driving and see a lump of something coming up on the road?? My first instinct is aaaaawwwwww, there is a dead _____. I saw one today, and immediately was full of sorrow. Except it was a coil of rope someone lost on the road. Poor rope. Was it really lost? Was it trying to cross the highway and misjudged the time it would take and the speed of the oncoming traffic? Even a pile of rope can look vulnerable on the highway of life.

Sometimes we are the rope, sometimes we are the highway, sometimes we are the traffic. Wow - such happy thoughts!

Sometimes it take a death to find new life. It happens to all of us. I'm not sure if that is the good news or the bad news. I think it's both.

All this comes to mind while navigating life and the relationships we are blessed with. We find it hard to understand. I find men hard to understand, men find women hard to understand. Thank God dogs don't have this same inter species dynamic. Or the confusion it brings.

For dogs things are pretty cut and dried. Food should arrive between 6:30-7:30am and between 6-7 in the evening. Treats can (and should) happened hourly. The old guy has dibs on the recliner. The female is the alpha bitch. There are a few things that are not quite what they seem. Like for Maddie - balls rule. But a "ball" is anything round you can chase. An apple or a tomato is a suitable substitute for a tennis ball. Maybe this is a woman thing - everything is equal until we say it's unequal.

Perhaps that is a rule we can live by - everything is equal until it's unequal. And then it's time to regroup. Regrouping is good. A little give a little take. It's not about winning, but finding the middle ground with pulls us together.

What looks like a tangled mangled mess on the road may not be that at all. That's the good news.