delayed gratification

on meeting 'The Cardinal'

It just fits so nicely. I had no idea that I needed this but I did.

Why did it take me so long to realize this?

I was sitting in ‘The Cardinal’ - that’s the name I’ve given the truck. On a warm spring afternoon, nothing could be nicer than slouching on the bench seat and listening to Willie Nelson on the radio.

For a moment, those newly familiar sensation of remorse and regret started to pop up.

No, I don’t regret not having a truck sooner. I just really appreciate this right now. The delayed gratification of realizing how wonderful it is owning a full sized pick-up makes this even better.

That was magic?

How do we turn regret, resentment and remorse into gratitude for delayed gratification?

With the truck, it was fairly easy. Not having a truck didn’t make life terrible. Not having a truck didn’t throw off my career, strain my relationships or fill me with a sense that I’m not acceptable. I didn’t miss out on a lot of things because I didn’t have a truck.

But now that I have one?

I just feel…