The sound of the train in the morning reminds me that I am here. Its unforgiving whistle permeates through my bedroom walls leaving me vulnerable as I lie awake waiting for the comfort of silence. As the train moves on, so does the sound echoing now in the distance. The faint whistle is now a reminder that this too shall pass.
We are living in a constant state of change. Some of us choose to ignore it, although it is still around us, living in complacency or what I like to call fear. The train may come and go, but each time it passes it reminds us that it’s here giving us a wake up call. Whether we choose to wake up is up to us.
And for those of us that board the train, although we know the destination, we don’t always understand the journey. We take on the unknown head on and grasp it with both hands, bare knuckles to the wheel. It takes bravery to step foot on this ride and go against what we know as comfortable, but if we never board, we will never know.
So many of us find happiness in our misery. Comfort in complaining. The risks we take in finding new friends, leaving family for careers, moving out on our own; whatever your ticket may hold may not always find you where you thought you were going. But rest assured if you are moving forward to the sound of the train, you may find comfort in the journey. It’s the change that drives us and if you find yourself adaptable, you will find yourself happy.
If there is a light at the end of the tunnel, then it’s the light you are shining. The light does not shine for us just because we have made it through. There are times you feel as though you have made the journey and the light isn’t there. You will know when you’ve found it, but it may not always shine so bright as expected. This is how you know your journey is not over and you are not where you need to be. Enjoy the ride anyway with it’s bumps and bruises, because remember, we are the one’s that purchased the ticket.
Dishes in the Sink 