My wife, Tere and I bought a new car. We decided to drive to Texas to visit my grandma. We had a wonderful time and stayed to the last possible minute. After driving for several hours, we arrived home late at night. Tere wanted the soft bed, so we decided to unload the car in the morning.
The next morning, when we opened the front door, there was no car in the driveway. Tere asked, “Well, where did you park the car?” Laughing, I answered, “Right in the driveway.” We walked outside, hoping that maybe we had parked the car somewhere else. Shocked, we called the police.
Tere became upset as she remembered more of what had been in the car — our wedding album, family photos from past generations, clothes, my wallet and our checkbooks. Although these were little importance to our survival, it was at that moment that we found those things were very vital for us.
Worried, Tere asked me, “How can you joke about this?” I said, “Honey, we can have a stolen car and be all upset, or we can have a stolen car and be happy. Either way, our car is missing. I truly believe that it all depends on our attitudes and right now I choose to be happy.”
Five days later, our car was returned with over $3,000 worth of damage assessed to the car. I took it for repair. One week later, I was delighted to have our own car back. Unfortunately, on the way home, I hit another car.
As I was standing in the driveway looking at the car and blaming myself, Tere arrived home. She walked up to me and said, “Honey, we can have a destroyed car and be all upset, or we can have a destroyed car and be happy. Either way, we have a destroyed car, so let’s choose to be happy.”
I broke into laughter and we went on to have a wonderful evening together.