Through the Forest

My life is like a forest. A deep,wide, thick forest that I can’t see the end of! There are days where I wonder if I am simply wandering in circles trying to find my way out. Along the way I do collect people who wander with me-a spouse,children,friends. But ultimately it is I who is desperately trying to chart ny navigational journey to the edge of the forest. Somedays the trees are so big and dense that they seem to obliterate any trace of sunshine. And there are days when the path through to the end is wide open and filled with daylight! There are days,many days, when I feel lost and it seems as if I am passing the same markers in the forest over and over again. And there are days when the terrain is new,exciting and unfamiliar. Some nights the forest is scary and I am glad for morning and new light to help me find my way. Perhaps the most complicated part of my forest is that I do not have a map to guide me, I must figure my way all by myself. Some days I am extremely confident in my directions and other days I am lost. But throughout my lifetime journey through my personal forest, I suppose I should appreciate what is around me at that moment. I should take in the sounds of the forest and the sites that accompany them for they are what help to pass the time as I wander to the edge of the forest.

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