It will come soon enough
Imagine you are on a long trip that spans the continent traveling by train. The train rushes by many beautiful scenes-children waving, cattle grazing on a distant hillside, row upon row of corn and wheat, mountains and valleys, rolling hillsides and city skylines.
But uppermost in your mind is the final destination. On a certain day and at a certain hour, you will pull into the station. Bands will be playing and flags waving. Once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a jigsaw puzzle.
How restlessly we pace the aisles-impatiently waiting for the station.
"When I reach the station, that will be it" you say. "When I'm 18...when I buy a Corvette.... When I put the kid through college...when I've paid off the mortgage....when I get a promotion......when I retire.....then I shall live happily ever after!"
Sooner or later, we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It constantly out-distances us.
"Relish the moment" is a good motto.
It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are the twin thieves that rob us of today.
So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, watch more sunsets and laugh more. Life must be lived as we go along. The station will come soon enough
Here's what you can do: Each new day is a gift. Live it to the fullest. Nobody has a ticket to tomorrow.