The Value of Being Humbled
It's only when we look back on our life that we recognize crucial defining moments. Recently, I posted a meme on social media referencing the heaviness of car doors from a bygone era. It made me think of my Dad's 1976 Ninety-Eight Oldsmobile...the one we lovingly monikered as The Trailboss. I can still feel and hear the heavy creak of the door as I pulled the naugahyde handle to shut it. That car was a beast. Driving it was akin to going down the highway with 2 crushed velvet couches encased in cast iron. It was lumbering and heavy. But it was a smooth ride. Many referred to those cars as land yachts. They were long and wide. It was the perfect automobile for my Dad. Because, you know, everything is bigger and better in Texas. Back in the 1970's, having a big car was like having big hair..."the higher the hair, the closer to Jesus". Big cars were a status symbol. Big Olds and Caddies were the thing. Let's fast-forward to the 1990's. Things