I was on the freeway yesterday and missed my exit. It actually happened twice in the same outing. The first time I missed my exit I realized it right away and was able to take the cloverleaf around and around until I was once again facing in the right direction. It was an easy fix and I even found it to be a little soothing: the ease of the circles, no need to merge, no need to look for my exit or question which way I was headed. I just simply followed the path ahead of me to get back on track...
The second time I missed my exit I wasn't so lucky. There wasn't a cloverleaf and I had to drive about half a mile to the next exit. I didn't even know for sure if I would be able to get back on the freeway after I took it. I made my exit, waited at the top for the light, crossed the bridge, waited for another light, went back down the way I came, and finally hit the right exit.
I thought of it all day. I thought, "Wouldn't it be great if there was a 'cloverleaf' for life?" If we made a mistake or a bad choice we could just circle around smoothly until we found our way again? But...I feel that life is more like my second missed exit of the day. We aren't always sure and we're surrounded by choices to make, some of them clear, some of them not so clear. It can be maddening at times, scary, and frustrating.
In the end, I think we always end up pointed in the direction we need to go.
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4 comments:
You have a nice way with metaphor.
Just becaue the way isn't always smooth or illuminated doesn't mean it has to be unenjoyable. The unexpected reminds us that nothing is preordained...I like the random chaos of life.
I thinking I'm giving up on there even being a road. We're just all agreeing to drive in roughly the same place even though it'll all get us somewhere.
Write forever so I have something nice to read all the time. :)
Kelly, that is very true and maybe what I need to take from this experience is that just because the trip wasn't smooth and easy doesn't mean it can't be enjoyable. Maybe I need to learn to love the unexpected....maybe?
I think there are times that the unexpected is a good thing, and times that the unexpected is an annoyance. It would take a LOT of work for me to ALWAYS find the unexpected to be a good thing. Work that I'm not sure I'd like to do, or needs to be done.
You definitely have us thinking on this one!
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