In reflecting back I, despite the heath issues w/ Arthritis I contend w/ on a daily basis, take for granted just how fortunate an individual I really am. While in my late teens into my mid  20's, I can remember the many times I was operating a vehicle while either drunk &/or under the influence of one substance or another. Even after losing a 17yr old brother at 19yrs of age I, despite this, would go out w/ my friends & party like there was no tommarow. I learned the hard way almost 27yrs ago just how fortunate I was not to have injured or killed someone because of my blind ignorance. 27yrs ago I became a victim of a drunk driver along w/ two coworkers. We were coming home from a bar & I was driving the car of the owner that took us there. Having consumed a large meal that night, I was unable to drink, but this did not stop the said owner from getting inebriated. Upon going home he stressed concern in his condition as he had a prior DWI & asked me to drive. About an hour later we were involved in a head on collision on I-95 w/ a drunk driver whom, as fate would have it, was an alcohol counseler. For the next 16 months I underwent (after coming out of a coma for 2 wks) an intensive therapy regimine, from learning how to walk again, to simple tasks of cognition due to my traumatic brain injury (TBI). Sitting outside, watching Canadian Geese fly by, I realized that I could have just as easily put an innocent in the same predictament. Perhaps this is Gods way of slowing me down, to step back & smell the rose's.