If I didn’t injure my finger yesterday, I would not have taken my boys’ bicycles to be fixed instead;
And we wouldn’t have gone to MacDonalds for lunch;
I wouldn’t have seen them enjoy themselves on the jungle-gym;
We wouldn’t have meandered around in the hobby shop talking about cars, boats, planes and trains;
The excitement in their faces to get back their fixed bicycles would have been missed;
Excited by being in a bicycle shop, we wouldn’t have thought about going for a “long ride” to the park;
We wouldn’t have had our first downhill-race;
Natalie wouldn’t have met us at the park, cheering the boys on as they played their hearts out;
We wouldn’t have promised each other to do this again.
Now, if I woke up knowing that I would experience the excruciating pain of pinching my finger with a pair of pliers, I would have refrained from even opening the garage.
Moral of the story: Be thankful that you don’t know what lies ahead. Even the most painful experiences can colour your day with good memories.