My Mom always said, "You can't go home again". It made me sad each and every time. Maybe we don't have to be sad at yesterdays lost. Maybe we can find our way to today. I am stuck on this Monday in the land of the past. I need to take a ferry to today and maybe a train to tomorrow. A plane to a year from now. Wonder if expedia has a time travel deal I haven't found yet.
I have been lost in the "why" of it all. The what ifs. But the energy spent in regret could be going toward today. Tomorrow. The fragile state of life...the tender loves of life...are all here in front of us. Sure, it's scary to walk a different path but each step brings us closer to who we really are. Yep, it's terrifying to let go of what is known but what if the known needed a change?
My car had some dents. Some chips in the windshield. It had quite a few issues for a long time. It was in an accident. A big glass breaking kind of accident. The body was repaired, the glass replaced and the paint brought back to new. If it weren't for the collision it would still be a mess. The collision was scary and inconvenient but it enabled a whole "new" car. Sometimes we fall. Sometimes we are careless. Sometimes we get lost on the road. Going back to the way it WAS could very well be the problem...but going back can STILL be the solution. We can repair, we can mend, we can change, we can find our way back and somewhere along the journey we just might be able to go home again.
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