What Can Possibly Go Wrong?

This is never going to end! These words have crossed my mind several times in 2020. What if? What then? Words of doubt eventually lead to anxiety. Accepting the fact that you are not in control quickly puts anxious thoughts into perspective. 

Recently, my family was fortunate enough to take an RV trip. As we pushed off from Orange County, I felt reasonably confident we would get to all our destinations on time and intact. Besides the mountain of snacks and luggage, we packed our 5 kids and for good measure, my sister and brother in law saddled up for the exploration. Yes, you read that right, we had 9 people in an RV headed East in hopes of enjoying a perfectly flawless summer vacation. What could possibly go wrong?

In life, we make plans that, looking back, were entirely naive and maybe even delusional. Yet, we make them because we are optimistic and have a romantic notion about the winding road ahead. Somewhere along this twisted path we become control freaks and do everything in our power to drive in a straight line when the road clearly calls for power steering. 

There we were having a blast and enjoying the scenery when an errant golf ball aggressively searched out and destroyed our windshield. This event was not in our bullet-point plans but proved to be a chance to learn how to patch up glass with duct tape and nail polish. We had another learning opportunity on the return trip when both back tires on the left side of the RV blew at 70 mph. Is this the result of the 2020 curse pursuing us as we drive or is this simply the way life goes? We make plans and we assume we are in control of them. Turns out we are not, and we never were. 

Here’s the upside, the movies we watch and the books we read are not about people who lived a predictable and always favorable life. No, we are most deeply interested and invested in those who overcame. Those who were beat up and told they would never amount to much yet persevered. The stories my kids will tell of this fabled voyage will not be about the campsites we made it to on time, rather they will tell THEIR kids about the time dad was forced to use nail polish to hold our family adventure together.