What's really important?

I am in awe of the skills of the pilot who set a disabled plane down in the Hudson River this afternoon. Yes, I'm sure there was some luck involved, luck in being in a place where it was possible to maneuver a soft landing (of sorts). There were skills involved too, and presence of mind.

A controlled crash, with no loss of life. That puts perspective on the little everyday annoyances, doesn't it? What's really important? Life, respect, perspective. I'll try to remember this when little annoyances come my way, to remember to brush them aside, to live my life facing forward and right-side-up.