My life pretty much derailed in January. And just when I thought that maybe it was kinda back on track, the bridge was out, and that whole sucker went right off the cliff. Engineer was critically injured, engine was totaled, and the passengers, well, let's just say they're not sure they want to hop back on the Express.
There is an up side to complete self-destruction, though. We can rebuild. Clearing away the wreckage allows us the opportunity to start over from scratch. We can use higher quality materials, oversee every brick and hammer stroke, and even use some new tools we may have picked up along the way. We have the ability to do things better this time, to see just what went wrong, and hopefully, right those wrongs.
While I would never wish ruination on anyone, it is truly an amazing opportunity. But we've got to realize and accept that some passengers will never come back. They'll find easier ways to move forward; a different track, another train on which to load their baggage. Some things can never be repaired, some walls can never be rebuilt, and some wrongs can never be righted.
But time marches on, and we've got schedules to keep, stops to make. All aboard!
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...
