Good morning from San Francisco!  Or should I say, San Francisco airport.  I’m getting ready to board a plane as you read.  This was my first trip to San Francisco, and I have three letters to describe it:



What an incredible city!  I haven’t even left and can’t wait to come back.

We left the house pretty early in the morning to head for the airport on Friday.  (I got to sneak away for the weekend as part of my husband’s business trip.  Thank you, mom!)  As we were driving down the highway on the way to the airport, there was the most beautiful sunrise.   I tried to capture it, but the iphone camera just doesn’t doing it justice.

We were both so completely focused on this gorgeous sunrise that we failed to realize there was a giant truck coming to a stop a few feet ahead!  In unison, we both yelled “Big Truck!”  We were so focused on the sunrise, we completely missed what was right in front of us.  Luckily, we stopped in time and tragedy was narrowly averted.

Does that ever happen to you?  Ok, maybe it’s not a big truck, but do you ever get so focused or absorbed in something that you miss what’s right in front of you?  The big trucks are everywhere.  We find them at work, with our kids, our spouses, and even ourselves.  It’s so easy to get caught up in all of the little things around us, and we end up missing what’s right in front of us.

If you want to get poetic about it, I guess life is a balance between big trucks and sunrises.  Just make sure you look up every once in a while.


  1. Lots of “been there, done that”‘s are going through my mind right now, both in terms of S.F. and Big Trucks….. What have those experiences taught me? Well, I know how to maneuver my way through most big cities with the confidence to ward off most would-be muggers, and I know how to swerve effectively enough to miss the truck AND the unassuming Smart Car in the other lane… So, I suppose even though they can be daunting the first time you experience them, their lessons prove to be so valuable in the long run that you learn to appreciate the momentary scare.

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