In the winter, my aunt passed away suddenly – a blow and shocked to my entire family. Strangely her death haunts me.
A couple of months ago my step dad pass out and hit his head while at the Home Depot; he was taken to the emergency room – the doctors didn’t find much and he is still being observed.
A few weekends ago my mom woke up not feeling well and just laid in the bed most of the morning…something that’s not normal for her. At the start of the week she called her doctor, she found out she had a stroke.
Last week a blogger that I follow confessed some things about her life. Those “things” things exhibited reality.
A day ago I found out that a dear blogger received some heartbreaking news about her son…and to flat out post the news was courageous.
I then told this same person in response to her news this:
“Life is a journey - a very long journey. How we move along that journey is our own choice. During this journey we have good days and then we have so so days. The hardest days along the journey are those days that test our faith. Test our strength. These days are reminders to dig for inner peace and understanding...to weather the storm”.
Last night (and this morning) I thought about my response to her post and I thought: how I often wonder about my journey – where I’ve been and where I’m going…is my movement progressing or declining. To make it worse, I wonder even more with being responsible for someone else besides myself, because alone the journey alone was different and now with two its extra special and a tad bit more challenging.
So as each day passes I wonder.
I read my favorite blogs and I wonder about life and its process…others possible paths taken.
Who saw what and when or how?
Often I question myself on why I wonder? I guess that’s the human part of me? I know that we cannot plan our lives or destiny’s…but I still wonder.
I let my emotions get the best of me. I question life.
I’m great at providing advice and lending an ear. But how do I transfer that advice into a part of my life or daily experiences when needed? Should I?
I pray for continued strength and clarity.
I can’t stop wondering.
I hope I travel a path less traveled and that my wondering about my journey doesn’t get the best of me.
I hope my journey will provide insight to my sons’ journey.
I pray that my path will encourage his path in a positive manner.
Time will tell…
After all, how I move along this journey called life…is my own choice.
