Word Press Weekly Photo Challenge – This week, share a photo that foregoes the straightforward in favor of the twisting and winding.
My trip to Mesa Verde National Park, 2007
Life never goes in a straight line. It goes left, it goes right, then left, and right. The straight line is usually the quickest way to the destination (thank you math class), but the quickest way is not always the best way (thank you life for teaching me that, it is not always the easiest or greatest way either and most people hate it). I don’t think my life has ever let me use the straight path, or I should say, it rarely has let me go down that road. Sometimes, I wish it would, I pray that I could just take that straight path. Looking back though, I have learned a lot from all those twists and turns – all those zig zags that life has taken me through.
I hated going through what I went through. I hated the abuse. I hated what my teacher did to me. I hated being raped. I hated when I got my brachial plexus injury and my arm was paralyzed. I hate dealing with my nursing school. I hated being diagnosed with bipolar and borderline personality disorder and PTSD. Would I wish any of that on anyone else, no. But would I change what happened to me? No, because it has made me who I am. It has shaped me, and I like who I have become. I would not have said that a year ago, and there are days I still don’t think that. I know that I am going to turn my pasts hurts into something positive though. How do I know this, well I am already doing it – and I am saving that for a future post, just give me a day or two!
Sometimes, the zig zags are good things too though, those twists and turns aren’t always bad. They can be great adventures. They can open our minds and our eyes to amazing and beautiful things. I have had plane delays and trips turn out to be completely unexpected adventures. I have taken the longer way, the zig-zagging path, to reach a goal – and it was much more meaningful and fulfilling than the easy way.
Jenga at Christmas, 2009