If life is about the journey and not the destination, then why are we in such a rush to get there?
As children we keep a sense of innocence for many years. Then, one day, we reach a point where we can’t seem to wait to grow up. Once we’re “adults,” or what’s considered to be adulthood, we can’t wait to actually be adults. Real adults – house, car, job – the whole grown-up package. What we don’t realize is that being an adult also comes with bills, responsibilities and stresses that we didn’t have as kids. What we don’t realize is that childhood is short and we can never get it back.
Once we’re a full-fledged adult the aim, the main goal, seems to be working toward retirement. This is the stage where, once again, we have free time to live and do as we please. But it’s also the last stage of our lives. Let’s face it, much as seasons change, so do we and we also wither and fall like leaves on a tree.
So if the destination, the final destination, is death, why are we in such a rush to get there?
The journey is life itself. The journey is all the little things, all the stops we make on the way. We grow and learn and become who we are. It’s all the memories we have as a child, all the laughs, all the lessons, all the family. It’s traveling, seeing new things and new places, experiencing all that we can and all the world has to offer. It’s meeting new people, making connections, making friends, learning from others. It’s feeling pain, grief, joy, sadness, love, lost and everything in-between.
Life is made up of moments, good and bad. Each moment is as precious as the last. Nothing is guaranteed and nothing should be taken for granted.
So if it’s all about the journey, then, I truly hope we all take the time and enjoy it to the fullest.