My daughter took this picture of me on Friday, the day after I wrecked and totaled my car on this bank. We were looking through some of the rubble that was left behind. Among the broken glass, car parts, and general debris, I found something interesting. My mirror. My unbroken, completely intact mirror. She took the picture just as I found it and was looking into it.
So, most people might stop here with, “Cool. Mirror didn’t break. Awesome,” and move along. But nope. Not me. Not deep-thinking, over-analytical me. I have to blog about it.
It’s a mirror. Ya know? How symbolic is that?! Among everything else that was shattered and destroyed, two things remained unharmed. This mirror. And me.
Something tells me that’s not a coincidence.
“For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever that answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”
– Steve Jobs
Life can definitely knock you for a loop sometimes. In this case – quite literally. Walking away from an accident that very likely could have killed me has had a pretty profound affect on me. It’s hard not to question why I’m still here. Is there something left for me to do? Is there a difference I’m supposed to make? Is there something I need to be doing differently in my life? In my heart? In my mind?
I honestly have no clue. Not yet.
But what I do have is a mirror. And I intend to keep it as a reminder. I’m putting it up beside my bed and I intend to look into it every morning before I start each day. I want it to serve as a reminder that I’m still here. And as long as I see my reflection staring back at me, my job here is not done.
“Here is the test to find out if your mission on Earth is finished: If you’re alive, it isn’t.”
– Richard Bach