Stuck in a traffic jam for 9 hours while waiting to get over the Bay Bridge due to a major accident last week, I was humbled by my daughter's amazing patience and good spirits through the whole ordeal. Not one complaint the entire time. My dear wife was also somehow able to keep laughter a part of our day, with truly unshakable spirit. Marie and Mila helped me see our thwarted vacation plans as another opportunity for family fun, even if our vacation had to be downgraded from camping amid wild horses on Assateague Island to lounging in a motel just over the bridge, eating Pizza Hut pizza and watching the Olympics. I guess that otherwise we never would have seen a live broadcast of the Men's 4×100 metre freestyle relay, Michael Phelps' vein-popping celebration and all. That was pretty cool (especially as someting to catch randomly when you don't own a TV at home). Almost a week later, this anti-vacation experience still amazes me at how lucky I am with my family. They are my Zen teachers.
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