Have you heard this one?
How many mystery writers does it take to change a light bulb?
Two. One to screw it in, the other to give it a surprising twist at the end.
Life is like that, too. We think we’re headed down the right road when we realize we’ve made a wrong turn. And because my husband and I live and travel in our RV, we’ve made many wrong turns. The best wrong turns (oh, yeah — there are good ones and bad ones and downright awful ones) deliver up the kinds of unexpected experiences that usually become the best memories.
Sometimes it’s something small. Like a day this past spring, on our way from Boise to Nampa on the back roads, when we made a wrong turn. We found ourselves driving alongside a river, always nice.
A pair of Mute Swans, quietly coasting those still waters. We stopped and watched them a few minutes from the shore, admiring their grace and beauty, their ability to silently communicate with each other.
Every curve in the road, every missed turn, every sprinkle of rain on an otherwise stunning day delivers a twist — we just have to be alert to it so we can make the most of it, don’t you think so?