As I sit at the Fallowfield train station waiting to be rescued by CAA, I can’t help but contemplate the dualities of life. I have been so pleased to learn that I have been accepted to speak on a cruise ship this winter. The joy, challenge and thought of a new adventure have pumped my adrenaline. The ‘feel good’ hormone is flowing. However, a different sort of adrenaline has manifested itself this morning.
It began with the adventure to get my long lost son to the train station for his early
Winter departure. I gunned the car down our rural laneway only to get so stuck that man-power could not dig us out. After awakening our kind neighbor, he successfully pulled us out with his tractor. It was then that I offered him my first born. After his decline, we were on our way to Ottawa on treacherous roads. It was going to be nip and tuck if we would make the train in time, as this isn’t the day I want to die. However, as luck or damage from the earlier adventure would have it, we found that we had no brakes. Now my adrenaline is pumping. Is this the same ‘feel good’ hormone?
The story ends with us making the train in time (it was late, thank goodness) and two hours later, I am still waiting for CAA to tow my car to a garage. I am grateful that all is well and even more grateful that I won’t have to drive those treacherous roads home. Let the adrenaline die!
Until then