I reminded today of how life changes, how we become the people we are. One night about 3 years ago, shortly after I moved to Denver, I found my self in the flow of traffic during evening rush hour...gripping the steering wheel and trying to remain in my lane and look for something, anything that I recognized to get me back to my new home. I made it. Today, I got in the jeep and headed back to that very spot to the weekly farmer's market, changing lanes, making turns like I knew exactly where I was going...and I did know. Growing up for most of my early childhood in a town that only had one stoplight, which only operated when the volunteer fire department got dispatched, to mastering 2 lane interstates, I never thought I would find myself maneuvering through 4 lanes of traffic with the confidence of a NASCAR driver. It's sort of a metaphor for life. Life is about getting on an unfamiliar road, driving straight into the unknown, but knowing that there are all sorts of landmarks along the way that remind you where you are, and where you're going.
I think what I realized is that I get tired of the same path, there are millions of other roads, there is even the ability to make your own new path. I'm working on it. Stay tuned.
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