“Go straight-on for 18 years.” You betcha. I’ve got my parents guiding me.
“Turn left ahead then follow the road for 4 years.” Yup. That’s what I planned for college.
“After 2 years, turn right.” Nope. I know a better way.
“Turn around when possible.” Not going to happen. I’m getting married and moving to Texas.
Planning a new route.
“Go straight-on for 16 years.” Will do. Kids ready for school then it’s 75 Central Expressway to work and back.
“Stay right.” I can’t. There’s a roadblock. My marriage failed.
Planning a new route.
“After 11 years, turn left and go east.” OK, kids are off to college, but I don’t know anyone in Baltimore.
“In .8 years, turn right.” Where are You taking me?
“Go south on 95 to Alexandria, Virginia.” I didn’t plan on falling in love again.
“After 7 years, go southwest on 29 towards Charlottesville.” Really, this beautiful place?
“In 2 years, you have reached your current destination.” Thanks to God’s GPS.
Some day we’ll plan a new route.
Oh, I like this, Carole. What a lovely interplay between expectation and reality. Thanks for sharing.
Expectations and willfulness can blind us to reality and authenticity. Thanks for your comment, Nica! -C.D.
How perfect for life journey assistance.
Wouldn’t it be nice if I always listened to simple directions?
Thanks for your comment.