Recovery Corner: Focus on the little things

Patrick Kempfer, Opinion Editor

It is so important that we keep our eyes open to see the little occurrences that happen for us, rather than always sharply targeting our stares at the next potential win, loss, or what have you. Too many of us out here in this big vast, ever expansive world miss the goodness of our lives while searching for those very things.  Opportunities for growth, or love, or learning are sometimes lost. I encourage everyone to take a moment to see things for what they are, rather than what they seem to be in the immediate moment.  There is a thing in this universe that I like to call synchronicity, and it could be occurring to you right now! It’s that thing that happens when your whole world comes together to form a perfect culmination of aligned planets, harmonized singers, and a beautiful series of green lights, and you just know that whatever powers that be are currently on your side.

Allow me to elaborate. A few weeks ago, during a night of heavy snowfall, I was out driving in my car, doing my usual Uber-thing, while Uber-ing around town. You see, I’m a registered Uber Partner here in Madison, and, like the U.S Postal Service, I rarely let weather keep me from helping people get from point A to point B.  Traveling through the west side of town, heading up Raymond Road, attempting to turn onto South Gammon, when suddenly I lose control of the car, sliding over a curb and knocking over a stop sign. I dealt with all of the impulsive expletives that go into such an ordeal, but also managed to make it through without any harm to my car or myself.  I wish I could say the same for the stop sign.

I go on towards my pickup destination, where my future passenger waits, none the wiser of my road warrior exploits. I proceed down what I now know is a pretty steep incline of about 300 feet, reaching the bottom, where a sign reads, “DEAD END,” the only outlet being a left turn that is so right angled, even the GOP would have a hard time getting around it. Beyond this hard right turn was a body of water with no sign of a guardrail in sight. At this point it becomes unquestionably clear to me that had I not slid into that stop sign at the top of the hill, I would surely have gone into a beautiful swan dive of sorts right into that man made lake.

After safely making the turn, I approached a snow-covered stop sign, and, feeling so grateful for having narrowly missed such a potentially devastating conclusion, I decided to stop and brush off the sign.  Just in case the next driver were to not notice it, and, hopefully, avoiding another potential automobile mishap.

“Sorry for the wait,” I tell my passenger as he climbs into the warmth of my toasty car, quite oblivious to my recent ice capades, “I had to step out for a moment to address a small issue.”  Little did he know that it is sometimes those small issues that keep our perspectives right where they need to be.
Until next time, stay safe, be well, and live free.