I have been on a 42 year journey and feel as though I have been lost most of the way.
I have taken the road less traveled (only because I do not like crowds).
I have not made the best choices all of the time, but have learnt from most of my mistakes.
I have taken time to smell the flowers, every single one of them, therefore leading me to those roads less traveled.
I have loved with all of my heart and danced like no one was watching, only to end up embarrassed, because someone is always watching, and having a shattered heart that somehow, still finds a way to keep on beating.
I have been kissed in the rain and have followed rainbows until they disappeared, again....ending up on that road less traveled ( with chapped lips)
I have never been a follower, yet never wanted to lead, in fear that I would get us all lost.
I believe in what I cannot see, but have trouble believing my own eyes.
I live each day like it could be my last (hugging and kissing my kids until they can't stand it anymore)
I have had the darkest of days and have been blinded by happiness, now I see mostly spots.
I never thought that my path would lead me to where I am right now, my journey has been made up of trips and falls and leaps of faith.
I close my eyes and let the wind take me away.
I march to the beat of a different drummer.
I do not get a free pass, I do not pass go and I never seem to collect my $200.
I just keep on walking, knowing that this path I am carving out for myself will lead to the place where I am meant to be.
Though right now, I may not know where I am, or how I ended up here, I do know now.. that I am not lost.
I have found myself.
