Adventure

I'm a bit of an adventure junkie. Well, perhaps I could just say I'm a bit of a romantic. I love the idea of adventure and pursuing anything that seems like it. But I'm realizing (to my luck) life is an adventure all by itself.

I once saw a card which on the front was labelled, "life." It had a start dot from which a line went out and then that line went all around in circles finally creating something that looked like a loose ball of yarn. On the other end there was a dot that said, "Finish." I was in my late teens at the time and my mom said something like, "That's about right."

I didn't quite believe my mom at the time. I laughed but thought in my head, "No. My life is going to make sense, it's going to be clear. I'm going to pray through every moment and my life is going to make one clear, straight path."

Oh, the laugh is on me now.

I had a discussion with a friend last night and we both wondered, "Were our parents something like this when they had us?" Basically, did they have NO idea what's going on like we do. We agreed that it was most likely the case.

As a child your parents are the founts of all knowledge; their word is absolute truth. But as you get older you realize, yes, they had much more experience and more things figured out than you did at the time. But, most likely, your parents were still figuring things out, just like we are now.

"Figuring out" life can be taxing and stressful and worrisome and depressing. But I find this generally comes from a feeling of responsibility of needing to be or do something in particular to please something or someone's expectations.  On the other hand, life can be seen as one big adventure - a crazy, unpredictable, blessing of an adventure. And I think in this we might, just maybe - for a second- find peace.