Random thoughts

Just something I was thinking about. Not a story, not a poem - just a thought.

 

From the time we’re born, we walk the path of life, making choices as we go, making decisions - some good, some bad. There are times when people cross our paths and make an impression on us, even if just for a fleeting moment.  Other times, we cross paths and walk along together, enjoying the company, passing the time, laughing and, perhaps, lending a shoulder to lean on along the way, lending support and love. 

 

At some point during this stroll of life, we stop and look back upon that road, and reflect on our journey.  We look back to things we’ve done, choices made, and the souls we have encountered.  We might smile as we think about how many wonderful human beings we’ve had contact with; sharing amazing moments, laughing or crying.  We think of how much we’ve learned from them, and learned about them, and how we have come to be a better person for just having known them. 

 

That smile starts to fade as those thoughts now turn to how we no longer walk together on the path, and we ponder the reasons; we feel sadness at no longer enjoying their individuality " their spirit, their magnificence.  And now the road feels a little more desolate; thoughts turned to mistakes made, questions unanswered, regrets about things that should have been said, or done.

 

 We lift our head - perhaps raise our brow in thought, as we realize we don’t have to wait for the chance to meet them again on that path; we can choose to find them and ask them to walk again, together, sharing laughter and tears, making new memories. 

 

And should we be fortunate to find them once again, we smile; open our arms, and we embrace them.

Author's Note

Just something to think about.

Reviews

[Corvus]

This is marvelous. The way you compare life to a path, it's amazing. I don't know how exactly to describe it, but you've provided a new outlook on life for your readers.

[Dupree]

it's not a bad rambling though that's what it is. I must say you managed to skip over the resentment we hold for some as we look over our past

[NightWriter44]

I'm not sure what to say. I'm compelled to say I love the style in which it was written...it is the closet to mine I've ever read. Your insights are so piercingly true. Your observations of life and its journey are profound. One of the best pieces I've read. I love it!

[Samuel Dickens]

You're a good observer of life, and recognize the important things. Maintaining relationships with old friends and making efforts to re-connect with the misplaced/lost ones has always been important to me, and I endeavor to make it so. Afterall, a true friend is priceless.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Something to think about indeed ... this reminds me of something from The Shawshank Redemption.

"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend."