Enjoy the journey

How you get there may be the most important part

Mountain Road

I have one child.  Because of this – much to the amusement of my friends – I celebrate every little milestone in his life.  My philosophy is I’m going to do this once so I need to enjoy it.  I was never one of those parents who would say “I can’t wait until he starts walking” or “I can’t wait until he starts school” or “I can’t until….whatever.”  I did – and still do – spend each day savoring our time together because I know graduation and his independence is not far away.  I refuse to rush his life away.

Are you rushing your life away?

In our twenties, we were rushing to finish college and start a career . We hit thirty, got married and started a family.  Then came the pressure for more:  make more money, have a bigger house, have a nicer car, etc.  That chaos, that never-ending grind has followed us into our 40’s.

Have you ever stopped to ask “What’s the rush?”  Don’t get me wrong, there should be some sense of urgency; there is much to get done and we only get one shot at life. But what is the point if you don’t take time to enjoy the journey?

I am looking forward to taking a train ride across country, from our home in Ohio to Seattle or California.  My husband thinks I’m nuts.  Why spend 3 or 4 days on a train when a few hours on a plane will get you to the same place? My cross-country trip is not about where I want to go, HOW I get there is a bigger part of the trip.  I want to take a few days to just be; to enjoy the sights of this great country and get an opportunity to meet people.  The journey IS the vacation.

For you the journey IS life.  The classes you take to get your degree are just as important as getting that final degree.  The people you encounter as you go through your day are just as important as your final destination.  Don’t get so wrapped up in final goals that you miss the experiences along the way.

“Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it.”
-Greg Anderson

Written by Myrtis Smith

African American. Female. Christian. Sometimes-Vegetarian.

Wife. Mother. Daughter. Sister. Friend.

Writer. Teacher. Zumba Enthusiast.