Steamboat Mountain is a famous killing pit, and truck drivers passing through Alaska Expressway are all cautious and nervous. Especially in winter, the mountain roads are winding, and the icy roadside is a steep cliff, where countless truck drivers are buried, and many people will repeat the same mistakes.
Once when I was driving on this highway, I met the Royal Canadian Mountainous Police. Several rescuers are lifting half the wreckage of a truck from the steep mountain wall. I put my equipment away and walked past a group of quiet truck drivers, who were looking at the lifted wreckage.
A mountain policeman came up to us and whispered, "When we found the driver, he was already dead. Maybe he fell down when the storm and snow came two days ago. Not many traces, but lucky. We saw the sun shining on chrome steel. " He shook his head helplessly, reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper. "Maybe you should read this letter. I guess he lived for a few hours before freezing to death. "
I've never seen a policeman cry. I always thought that they had seen all the movies of "Where are you going?" and they should be immune. But when he handed me the letter, he reached out to wipe his tears. I also cried when I looked at it. Every driver silently read the letter and then quietly walked back to their car. The content of that letter is deeply imprinted in my memory, and it is still as vivid as when I held it in my hand many years later. I want to share this letter with you and your family.
My dear wife: this is a letter that no one wants to write, but I'm glad I still have time to tell you what I wanted to say many times but didn't say.
I love you, honey. You once joked with me that I like trucks better than you because I spend too much time with them. Of course, I love my truck. She has always been very kind to me. She has been with me through thick and thin, and I can rely on her after a long journey. She was very agile on the trip and never let me down. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? I love you because of the same reason, you and I have struggled all the way. Remember the first truck? Trucks that go to the countryside to collect corn always ruin us, but it is enough to make ends meet.
At that time, you went out to work to meet the rent and other expenses, and every penny I earned was spent on the van. Your income has given us shelter from the wind and rain and food and clothing. I remember complaining about this truck, but I don't remember you complaining. Even if you come back from work exhausted, I ask you for money to continue on the road, and you never complain. Maybe you complained, but I don't think I've heard of it. At that time, I was completely immersed in my own troubles and didn't think about your problem at all. Now I think of everything you sacrificed for me ~ clothes, festivals, parties and friends, but you never complained, but I don't remember thanking you.
Whenever I sit down with my friends for coffee, I always talk happily about my truck, equipment and salary, but forget that you are my partner ~ ~ even if you are not sitting in the car beside me. It is because of your sacrifice, your determination and perseverance that we finally bought a new truck.
I am proud of owning that truck and having a wife like you, but I never told you; You know I always take everything for granted, but if I can spend as much time washing the car as talking to you, I will tell you.
I have been running around all these years. I know your prayer has been with me, but this prayer failed. I am badly hurt and have reached the last step of my life. I want to say something I should have said before, but I forgot because I was too involved in trucks and work. I still remember how many wedding anniversaries and birthdays I missed, because I was on the road and you had to watch the children's school plays and hockey games alone.
I think of those lonely nights when you were alone at home. I want to know where I am and whether things are going well. ...
I feel that I always want to call you, just to say hello, but somehow I want to avoid it; But as long as I think that you and the children will wait for me at home, my heart is always steadfast. And those family dinners, because I can't be there, you have to explain to your family why I'm absent; I am busy changing the oil, looking for parts, or sleeping, because I have to get up early the next day and go on the road. In your eyes, before I arrived, it seemed that everything had a reason, but now those reasons seem to be unimportant.
When we got married, you couldn't even change the light bulb. Only a few years later, you can repair the stove in the snowstorm. You became a great mechanic and helped me fix things. When I saw you jumping on the truck and backing out of the rose bushes, I was really proud of having a capable wife like you.
When I drove into the yard and saw you sleeping in the car waiting for me, I was really touched ... you looked like a movie star at two o'clock in the morning or two o'clock in the afternoon. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? You are so beautiful. I think I haven't said this for a long time, but you are really beautiful. I have made many mistakes in my life, but the only thing I did right was to propose to you.
You'll never understand why I keep driving the truck, and I can't understand it myself, but this is my way of life, and you follow it with no regrets, no matter how rich or poor, you will always be there … I love you, sweetheart, and I love the children, too. My body hurts, but my heart hurts more.
When I finished my life journey, you were not with me. Since we were together, this is my first real loneliness. I'm scared and want to have you by my side, but I also know it's too late. Ironically, I think I only have one truck now.
This hateful truck that has ruled our lives for so long, this twisted steel that I have lived for so many years, can't return my love, only you can.
Although Qian Shan is separated from me, I feel that you are with me. I can see your face clearly and feel your love. I can't face this last journey alone. Tell the children that I love them very much and don't let them drive trucks for a living. Honey, I think that's enough. ...
Oh, my God! But I love you very much! Take good care of yourself and always remember that I love you more than anything in my life, but I forgot to tell you. I love you, I love you, I love you, I really love you ... sweetheart.
Bill Rudd Kendall
Perhaps, on weekdays, everyone will always ignore the people around him and will not feel his kindness, his dedication and even his existence. ...
But he is always by your side silently, and usually feels him with snacks and thanks him … to express your heartfelt love or gratitude to him.
Don't wait until the opportunity is gone, you suddenly think of ... At that time, it will be too late! !