For most,
the journey is never
a straight line.
It is a tangled, knotted,
frayed, and frazzled mess.
And that, my friends,
is what makes it so grand.
What you gain and gather on the way;
the characters you meet;
the strengths you realize;
the talents you uncover;
the stamina you gain;
the lessons you learn;
the love you spread.
Maybe . . . honestly . . .
the journey is the destination.
I love this!
ReplyDeleteThanks SO much!
DeleteReminds of a poem I wrote 40 years ago or so,
ReplyDelete" There is a Road ne'er ending ,
And on it's stones I tread,
There is a dream e'er blending,
And in it I lay dead,
Life is what you make it,
No if no and no but,
My God, I'm in a rut !
Glad you're beyond that. Love you to pieces! xo
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