As I have shared many times, growing up on a ranch, I was taught to watch for snakes.
I may have been driving a jeep, with a standard stick shift by the time I was 10 , but that didn’t seem as
treacherous to Papa as being snake bit or having my horse Honey Child run away with me.
Nonnie worried more about swimming too soon after we ate lunch or the undertow at the beach.
The message in all of this is love and care, and as a result , part of that message is the care and watching we do.
I probably burned my safety lecture bridges with you when you were at Texas A&M.
I warned you about EVERYTHING.
And yes, I remember warning you about someone cutting your Achilles tendon while you were unlocking
your car in the student parking lot.
That may have been a bit extreme.
But back to the message.
It is about the watching.
In the photo above Dad is watching Harrison fish because the edge of the lake is a straight drop into the water.
And maybe Harrison didn’t exactly feel like he needed watching, but Dad needed to watch him.
Does that make sense?
Drive carefully tomorrow on your way to work.
I did it again.