Well hello there earth! It has been a little while since I've written anything really. But I have a cool thing happen last night so I figured I'd write it down somewhere.
Last night was the annual "GPS Unit Christmas Party" (a name for my group of friends we created when we were like 14 haha, it stuck) anyways we do a Christmas party every year that usually consists of all of us finding a date and just getting together to have some fun and reminisce. The date went great, we went to La Jolla Groves and it was good eating... except that part where my food was cold and I didn't get a single refill on my drink hahaha.
So After the party I was driving my date home and she lives in Highland. It was super windy out by her house and there was a good amount of snow. I dropped her off and was heading home when about half a mile from her house I went around a bend and my car decided not to turn. I slid into the curb and slammed pretty hard and it left my car immobile. I called up a tow truck and the police showed up to write down the case and such and just kind of check up on me, nothing to crazy. The Police insisted they had to call me a tow truck because mine was taking a long time. At one point there was a tow truck already there getting a different car that had crashed just like me and they said he could take me as well... I knew I couldn't do it and I had a feeling I needed to wait for my own. So 2 A.M. rolls around when my tow truck gets there and I jump out of the car to talk with the driver of the truck. I approached the man and said "how are you doing man?" he responds that he is doing well and we just began chatting. I knew immediately that this guy was super cool and down to earth. We get the car loaded up and I jump in the tow truck with him and we head out. I start talking with him, small talk like asking him where he is from and such. Turns out he is from Missouri and has only been in Utah for about 2 and a half years. I'm a religious man and believe we are all brothers and sisters, and I felt that with this guy for sure. We immediately started speaking about our lives, things we've gone through. He tells me how when he was nineteen he was sent to prison for 15 years for armed robbery. He met a woman in prison and when he got out he married her. She resides in Orem so he decided to move out here. After he finishes most of his story he begins to tell me that he knows I have some life experience, that I'm mature for my age and that he finds me unique. He also says that he knew I respected him and I did. He goes on to say that he has had a hard time in Utah because he isn't LDS and has a past that he just can't seem to escape. Before I knew it I was at my destination, I shook his hand and that was that.
I woke up the next morning thinking about Will the tow truck driver. Now, I'm not trying to make this a petty party or to say "hey look at me guys." As many of you know I went out on a LDS mission and was only able to serve for 2 months instead of the full two years because of medical issues. This has been an absolute tragedy in my life and has changed my life in a big way. I feel like and outcast sometimes, or that I've lost respect from some of my peers because I didn't serve a full mission. The reason why Will found me unique was because I saw him as a brother on the same journey as me. I didn't see him as an ex con or a drug addict. I love Will, he is a good person and he is doing the best he can. I tell this story because I want people to try and love people more and see them as a human being doing the best they can instead of a human being screwing up this way and that way. We all make mistakes all of the time and there is no point in pointing those flaws out or viewing a person for there flaws.
I know we are all brothers and sisters and sons and daughters of God and that almost all of us are doing the best we can. Give each other credit and respect one another.
I love you all! And I'm trying my best in this life and I know all of you are too. Keep it up.
-Cooper
Love this so much. Love you Coop!
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