This Journey Called Life
by mathe | Friday, September 14th, 2007 at 5:41 am | Life as I See it |
I like to think that life is a journey. Some people are going too fast, others linger in every stop. Others finish early, still others fade away before they have actually made a mark. I think of life as a journey because it gives me reason to get going – there is a destination I have to reach and this gives me purpose. If I think of it, what am I here for if I just exist day by day without any target towards which I can strive?
This conviction that life is actually a journey deepened when I came to England. This is because of our fondness to drive around the area. You see, in England, driving is never boring. The roads are excellently maintained and were constructed very systematically. Most of the drivers are courteous and super dooper safety conscious. And the most important thing about driving here: the views are fantastic.
The passing scenery, especially along country roads, makes me totally forget the cares of this world. Sometimes, selfish me secretly rejoices that I am not yet qualified to drive here and so I get to enjoy the ride while my hubby drives. Everything is just so beautiful that my mind relaxes and my worries about not having a job dissipate, really.
Even with speeds of up to 100 kph, my eyes can feast on landscapes of alternating dense forest pockets, rolling hills of wheat and farmland or meadows sprinkled with wild flowers of various colors. During the summer, endless stretches of wheat fields with the hay neatly rolled or packed like giant rectangular boxes lay before the eyes.
There are a lot of animals living in the wild, too, it adds thrill to the trip to spot one. Some of them even get killed by passing vehicles. So far I have seen carcasses of unfortunate rabbits, badgers, and a fox on the road. While the sight really makes me feel sorry for them, I still delight in the fact that a lot more of them are living among the trees, fields and meadows we pass by very often.
At the end of the drive, I get this feeling of release from tension and am more prepared to play my role as a dutiful wife and mother. I get more energized to write, too. And always, when we reach home after yet another journey to either visit friends, explore a lake or visit the zoo, I think about this journey called life and another important lesson about it: that the journey and how I enjoy it is as important as getting to my destination.
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