color my space

what I remember

No one wants anyone to leave them, but in reality, we will be left a thousand times in our lives by the ones that we love. However, we too are leaving as fast as we are being left. Life is an endless parade of hellos and goodbyes, of missing people and being missed, as we all find our own way.

We are never stuck on a path; there is always a way to get back to where we want to be. If you change your mind, change your direction. The heart always wins, anyway. The wallet wants you to believe that it should win, but in the end, what is money if you haven’t done what you love?

Life goes on day by day, with me remembering good times and laughter and connections. The stuff that I worried about in my journals over the years never really amounts to anything other than nervous scribbles, but when I look back, I am glad that only I can read those. The hard times seem to shrink when they are standing next to the incredible moments of faith, friendship and all the fun to be had.

In this jumbled year of bliss, panic and everything in between, I have learned a lot.
For starters, I have learned that it is easy to give advice and hard to follow it. I have learned that if I care, I will find the time and that making excuses only delays the process. That I am responsible for the way people treat me and if I don’t like something, I need to change it or at least change the way that I think about it. I have learned not to expect anything, but rather live every moment as true and as passionately as I can. Mistakes are just opportunities and that it takes too much energy to stay upset. I have learned that thinking too much gets you into trouble and that giving love helps you to get love back. That everything worthwhile is hard. Sometimes really hard. I have learned that we all need more sisters than we were biologically given and should adopt them whenever we can. And sometimes people need to get lost a few times before they can find their way back to where they want to be.

We go through our lives choosing and re-choosing our paths, the ways that will lead us to some destination that holds more promise than we can imagine. And that is all true and good, but Aerosmith has always known what we forget, and go ahead, sing with me, “Life's a journey, not a destination.”

posted by Mary @ 8:09 PM