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So today my duties as a father was to pick Rory up from the YMCA by 2PM and be at Jenny's work by 2:15. Rory has orientation at her school at 2:30. I pick Rory up and we are right on schedule. We are driving to Jenny's work going over the University overpass and I see this guy hobbling in a wheelchair, unable to get up the overpass. He has his wheelchair in one hand, holding on to the railing with the other and looks so worn out like he wants to give up. My first thought is to put the car in park and push the guy over the hill. Just then the light ahead turns green. For some reason I grabbed my camera and snapped two shots. (I drive with it next to me just incase I see something amazing, I didn't know what else to do) I didn't like that I was headed away from this situation. I say to my daughter OMG if I don't do something its going to ruin my life". My daughter says "That is so sad, he needs help". I say, "We have to stop, but were going to be late". Rory says, "Someone has to help him, I want to help him". I say, "So do I, what am i suppose to do, Jenny will be upset if were late. This will take at least 10 minutes." I decided I'm going to pull over and realize and I can't leave Rory in the car and I don't want her with me out around traffic. By this time we get threw the light. All these thoughts are going through our heads, we're talking it out between each other. Next thing we know were on the interstate, we can't go back now. This all happened in less then a minute. I feel so bad, I didn't know what to do. My only option is to always make a point to leave the house early.



This picture is going in my wallet to remind me to stop living life by deadlines and to try to be early just incase of a emergency.