Some years back (as I type this) I was scheduled to take a trip to New Hampshire from my home state of Maryland. I had a number of people quite shocked that I chose to drive rather than fly. After all, why would I waste so much time driving when I could fly so much faster? I didn’t really have an answer to give them other than I don’t much care for flying and would prefer to drive. As it turned out on that trip I stopped at a state maintained rest stop and ran into one of the firefighters who actually responded to the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001. It was an honor to meet him and be able to give him some thanks by paying for his food. That wouldn’t have happened if I had decided to fly instead of drive.
That’s a single example of how, during a journey, the trip can sometimes be more interesting than the destination. When you think about this concept as applied to life then it becomes glaringly obvious that the journey should ALWAYS be more interesting and enjoyable than the destination. Unfortunately, the destination for all of us is some variation of “the grave.” Whether you die easy or die hard; whether you choose to be cremated or buried; whether you leave no family or lots of family… the destination is still the same. So, in the case of life, the JOURNEY is actually all that matters. Additionally, it’s the only thing you have an opportunity to enjoy.
For some death may be a release. I get that. For the terminally ill who have fought a long battle and simply want to let go… death might be a welcome relief. The tricky thing about death is that we have no way of knowing if the people who THINK it’s better than the life they have are actually right…
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