On January 7, 2017, a gunman opened fire in the Fort Lauderdale,
Florida airport killing 5 people in the baggage area.
What makes this personal for me is that my mother and her
boyfriend were standing in that same baggage claim in the same
airport one week earlier.
Many people, and I am one of them, complain too much over minor
For instance, I lose my cool when the traffic going into NYC is
at a standstill or my Internet service goes down for 20 minutes.
Yet if my mother had left for Florida a week later, she might be
Global terrorism has made it clear that whoever said “don’t sweat
the small stuff” had it right.
The week before my mom went to Florida, I was in an automobile
accident that totaled my car — on Christmas Eve.
Fortunately, I was not seriously hurt — not a scratch on me,
though I had some bruises.
Was I upset that my car, which I loved, was destroyed?
No, because after all, it’s just a car.
I have no doubt that some other people had car accidents that
same evening — and were seriously injured or even killed. Game
So complaining over the demise of a 2008 Prius seems to me rather
Not being a natural Pollyanna, I feel funny saying this, but it’s
true: any day you wake up healthy, with food to eat and roof over
your head, in a house with working heat, is a good day.
I close with this Scottish proverb quoted by David Ogilvy: “Be
happy while you’re living, for you’re a long time dead.”