Life Is A
Journey…
It has been said by many, perhaps thousands
of people, that life is a journey. Therefore I cannot claim to making this an
original thought or idea. Many before me
have espoused this belief. But recently, the concept of life being a journey is
taking on a new meaning for me.
In most cases, life’s journey for many
begins at a very early age. Now I know that does not sound profound. We all
assume our place on the planet at an early age. But that does not necessarily
mean that is when the journey begins. The journey begins when each of use takes
personal responsibility for the life we wish to lead.
It is true that those early days are
somewhat controlled and directed by those around us, family, friends, perhaps
others with influence. But at some point we decide to venture out on our own
and set goals and a direction to begin the journey.
With a few minutes to waste the other day, I
pulled over to the side of the road and walked onto a bridge stretching across
Rt 95 and watched as the line of cars and trucks passed beneath me. All were
traveling at different speeds, weaving in and out around those who seemed to be
slowing them down. Some waved as they glanced up and saw me standing on the
bridge, one or two “flipped me the bird,” but most just pushed ahead with their
foot on the gas pedal. In one lane of the highway, they were all traveling in
the same direction and in the other lane, they were headed in the opposite direction.
But my view from the bridge is not necessarily what the journey of life is all
about.
The journey of life is not always the same
for everyone. I think we all know that. We only have to look around us to watch
and observe others. We begin to understand that there could be some bumpy
roads, some unexpected twists and turns, some steep hills to climb and deep
valleys to cross and maybe a detour or two.
After spending a few minutes on the bridge I
climbed back into my car and soon joined the others I had been watching, me moving
back and forth into the passing lanes in an effort to get to my destination for
that day.
While each day may or may not have a specific
destination, as each day passes, we realize yesterday is never to return. What
each new day gives us is the preparation for tomorrow and at some point we may begin
to understand the journey we have been on. And that journey, for many of us, is
based upon the decisions we make each day, with a constant reminder that today is
today and tomorrow will become a new today and yesterday is a thing of the
past.
The journeys we set out on are in large part
guided and directed by those around us. As a young child, much of life is
influenced by family and friends. Parents have goal and dreams for children.
Some will follow the dreams of Mom or Dad. But others may branch out and try
new things, new directions, new challenges. But life still remains the journey.
As I sit back, enjoying the music of the
1970s and entertainment being supplied by my Alexa (my new tech toy), I often
think about the past, where I have been, what parts of my life have been a
success and the parts I would not want to repeat. But then I remember that the
journey is not over. While today is today, it is not yesterday anymore, and there
is still tomorrow.
For me, the journey still continues. Each
day still offers new opportunities, new thoughts and ideas. Each day still brings
new people into my life, new books to read, new places to see and visit and
most important, new things to learn.
I encourage those reading this to consider
life, not as a destination, but as a journey, where each day teaches us
something new about ourselves in order to help smooth out the bumpy roads, help
navigate some of the twists and turns and climb the mountains that may come
before us.