Yet – while the thought of losing my A/C does frustrate me, it does take me back to a time when I didn’t have the luxury of owning an A/C unit in my 1986 Ford F-150 pickup.
I drove that truck for eight years. Endured the heat for eight summers. And you know what – I survived.
Someone once told me that the advent of the air conditioner unit killed off those Southern front porch gatherings. TV probably had a hand in it too.
But it was last night, While driving home with the windows all the way down, that I was able to smell the onset of summer. Back when I was a kid, that smell was everywhere. However, being closed up in an office or a truck makes it harder to stop and smell the seasons.
It dawned on me last night that there is so much life outside all around us. And part of our problem is we are stuck inside too much. Stuck inside – in front of TVs, computers, and where ever it’s ‘comfortable’.
So while my A/C is broken, it will not break my spirit. My spirit is to take in the smells of life being lived.
Roll down your window and see if you can catch it too…