What Comes My Way: the Train Ride

I must say that I am thankful for not being in any sort of heartache right now, so that I can pain myself with things such as job hunt, future possibilities, friends, family, spirituality, physical and mental health, arts, knowledge, dreams, and a gizzllion other things that I otherwise wouldn't have been able to do. AND I can still fantasize that romance and relationships are still good and not be jaded.

So thank you, love, for releasing me into the world like a breath of air. Thank you for your forgiveness of the terrible mistakes I have made, so that I can stand up again and go on and on. Thank you for moving on with your own life, so that I can realize I can stand on my own two feet and find my own way on my own. This must be your ultimate gift ... a chance for me to find my own happiness.

I read that life is just like a train ride, where your close companion who sits next to you may one day stand up and leave suddenly for another car on the train. Sure, you may pay a visit in that other car, but you can no longer take the closest seat because that seat is already taken.

No matter.

The train is full of passengers that get on and off, that move here and there, and some of them will represent something special and significant in your life. Regardless of where its passengers move to or how they move, the train keeps going onward.

... Just don't go back.

I will often glance behind me to remind me of all those things and events and people that have pushed me, shaped me to the way I am today. But I will never go back; I can never go back, for the mist has draped over what has passed while the train took a turn.

I will look forward, and, firmly, I will be ready for what will come my way.