Change is forever and unlimited and we are all faced with changes every day. Relationships change, careers change, our moods change. Technology advances in a matter of a split second – what's new this morning could have been obsolete this evening; cells in our body and nature are constantly changing; world records are broken every day; lives are transformed from unexpected circumstances. What I'm saying is: Changes occur ad infinitum.
Changes in the world and in our lives are happening so rapidly it scarcely gives us time to stop and reflect what it all means in the scheme of our personal selves. There is a tendency to move on to "What's next?" with too much speed. Change is similar to crossing a bridge. We all have crossed bridges to get from where we were to where we wanted to be. Some bridges are high-arched, some may look like one of the bridges of Madison County, or some have multiple levels. Some may even span many miles.
A personal example: I was looking for a one-owner car in 2001, my bridge was short and a little arched. I had specific criteria for the car I desired. I wanted it to be a one-owner, to cost less than $ 12,000 with payments of less than $ 300 a month after my down payment, and a financing plan of no longer than 30 months. And, of course, I wanted features such as air-conditioning, power windows, a CD player, and low mileage.
I was working in corporate America at the time. With the uncertainty as to whether the downsizing happening where I was employed would affect my position, I was clearer in setting my financial limits, but not my luxury feature limits. When I started looking for a new automobile, my current car was not doing badly! I had a Dodge hatchback, which I bought from a one-owner anxiously to sell at a price much lower than market price. However, it did have a lot of miles on it. After I had it for three years, it was starting to show wear and tear.
During several months of sporadically getting on my imaginary bridge to look for my luxury automobile, I searched the Internet and drove my friends crazy when they went with me to test drive one-owner Audis, Infinitis, Lexuses and other luxury autos. Often during lunch I would walk to dealerships about a mile from my office. One of these times I test drove an Infiniti. I had some questions about the high mileage and dirty interior for a one-year old car. It was way outside the price range I outlined; however, I was beginning to think that my dream might be ridiculous. So I put down $ 1,000 on this 2000 Infiniti. When I asked how come there were over 25,000 miles on a car that was only a year old with spills in the interior, the answers made sense at the time and I was willing to accept whatever they …