Everything Happens for a Reason, or Does It?
Hi all, this is Helene. As the Toby Keith song goes, “occasionally, I wanna talk about me (me, me, me)!”; so, Vijay agreed I could do exactly that this week. Everything happens for a reason, right? Have you ever wondered what the reason is or when/if we ever find out? Or even if there is truth to that saying? I think it’s fascinating to consider the possibilities, which is exactly what I’ve been doing the last few weeks after a vacation was unexpectedly interrupted. We hit a deer while riding on a motorcycle. It was a remote, two-lane country road in Illinois late Sunday morning (Father’s Day). We stayed upright and steady as the deer came up the windshield and fell off to the side; we are fine. Unfortunately, neither the deer nor the bike survived. That was the outcome, now here is the story…