Doesn't it seem like we all are just merrily (or grumpily sometimes) tromping along life's roadway? We hit a few ruts and stumble a bit, maybe we hit our big toe on a rock and need a band aid, but for the most part we're making progress. We are doing our own thing on our own special path, enjoying the scenery, and then life hits us. It seems usually to involve our spouse or kids or a dear friend or someone at work, or a family member who reminds us that we aren't the only one on the path. They bisect our path and the collision causes hurt and sometimes worse. Now no one means to cause problems for anyone else. It is just a matter of life: paths intersecting paths. In my life it seems there is always drama, drama, drama. When life happens I can choose to embrace it and enjoy the ride (as I get lambasted off the trail, sideswiped and thrown at least a hundreds yards in the air, off course) or I can fight against it and complain and bemoan my situation. I am glad to report that I am getting better at dealing with life's detours and hopefully am getting a little better at having compassion and a great sense of humor. I don't know how much longer my path is, but what I have learned...perhaps the most important thing is that hanging on to the love that keeps me grounded on my path is the best thing. It helps the healing of those ouwies and allows me to look at things with a more eternal perspective.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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