Life is funny. One day we’re worried about something and the next day we realize that the “something” is overtaken by a worry about something else. And this same thing happens over and over again. We assume that the worry is about a particular direction or decision, but then once headed a different way, we realize that our worry was for naught.
Tom Cochrane wrote a song entitled Life is a Highway. Here are some of the words to that song and my thoughts:
Life’s like a road that you travel on
When there’s one day here and the next day gone
Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand
Sometimes you turn your back to the wind
There’s a world outside every darkened door
Where blues won’t haunt you anymore
Where the brave are free and lovers soar
Come ride with me to the distant shore
We won’t hesitate, break down the garden gate
There’s not much time left today
CHORUS:
Life is a highway
I want to ride it all night long
If you’re going my way
I want to drive it all night long
Through all the cities and all these towns
It’s in my blood and it’s all around
I loved you now like I loved you then
This is the road and these are the hills
From Mozambique to those Memphis nights
The Khyber pass to Vancouver’s lights
Knock me down – I’m back up again
You’re in my blood – I’m not a lonely man
There’s no load I can’t hold
Roads are rough – this I know
I’ll be there when the light comes in
Just tell ’em we’re survivors . . .
While this was Cochrane’s one hit in the U.S., I think the idea behind the words fit the direction we’ve been heading in this blog: Life is a highway. It’s not the destination that is the important part, but rather the journey and how you deal with the turns and twists of that journey. We really are like travelers on this same road that many have gone before (sounds like Star Trek!). However, we go down this road in different ways. And yet, while we have all these differences, the road (or the highway) remains constant.
The truth is, we can’t control where life takes us. For a long time I thought I was going in a particular direction – down a specific road – and now I find myself heading down a totally different path. However, while there are many ups and downs in this journey, all we can do is ride along and enjoy every (almost) minute of life! Let’s teach our kids the same thing.
Life is a highway, I want to ride it all night long. If you’re going my way, I want to drive it all night long.
Enjoy EVERY minute of your Monday!
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