IN LIFE
How many times have you changed the direction of your life? As a child, you are told what direction to go, either by parents, family, or others in authority. As you get older this can be difficult and not to your liking. You can’t wait until you can make that decision yourself. Sometimes you jump the gun and make decisions that don’t turn out as you expected or wanted and you have to live with the outcome.
When you are an adult, depending on the decisions you make, can lead you to where you will live, what kind of career you will have, if you will travel or stay where you grew up, if you are single or join your life with someone else. The best decision you can make is to accept Jesus as your Lord and savior. Some decide this early in life others as they get older, and some never. It is one that everyone has to make at some point in their life. Life can get very lonely at times and having that friend that will stick closer than a brother is quite comforting.
This past week I spent the day in the area of the farm I grew up on. As we drove past the tree-covered lane that led to the entrance of the farm I so wanted to go there. To walk on the property and relieve some of the fond memories that I hold in my heart, but alas it belongs to someone else now. I don’t need to walk the actual ground but the tug on my heart was strong.
Both my sister and I remembered our mom saying that she hoped we would not grow up and marry farmers. She had chosen to follow dad from the city to the farm and it was one of the hardest things she had ever done. She hoped we would set our sights on higher education and careers. We looked at each other as we drove past the lane, laughed; and said at the same time, that we should have married farmers.
We are trying to navigate this time in our lives; single, living with daughters, and negotiating life as senior citizens. One thing you have is a lot of is time to think which is; sometimes a struggle in itself. All my siblings live in the area we grew up in, some stayed in the area and others returned after retirement. I live about an hour away; I enjoy being with them but my daughter, granddaughter and great-grandchildren, church, and friends live here. So I am torn between the two places.
When we do get together we can set and talk for hours, even though our parents died young we have all lived to retirement age. We have stayed in touch with each other and get together as often as we can. I am the oldest and the others keep asking when I am going to move home. Even though I would like to spend more time with them it is not an option at this time.
Come to think of it the decisions we have made in our lives have kept us close to each other. Even though we were far apart for many years, we have migrated back to the area we grew up in.
I urge anyone reading this to reunite with family and friends. It can be a great comfort when the direction of your life changes.
Good or bad it is the life we were given and it is up to us to how we live it.
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