I was walking to work today and passed a row of cars at parking meters just after the parking police had visited. With a wry smile, I noted the several vehicles with tidy little envelopes wedged under the wipers. I also noted a big van wedged between two ticketed cars who must have had the grace of God. As the police officer got back into the squad car just thirty feet away, the van’s meter read 0:01. The beauty is that the officer isn’t likely to return any time soon, so that van’s driver will get away with several free minutes of parking, having just avoided a ticket.
Life is full of split-second timing that way. Various survivors of the September 11th attacks in New York spoke of stopping for breakfast or otherwise altering their routine just a bit. News stories occasionally lament fatal accidents that could have been avoided had one of the parties just been a little further down the road. Husbands and wives celebrate unique circumstances or events that brought them together.
So celebrate every minute, I say. You never know how valuable it could be.
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