What If the Road Less Traveled Is Also the Path of Least Resistance?
When not everything shows up as expected per your itinerary
TGIF
Many images come to mind when the word journey is mentioned. Roads, bridges, water…just to list a few. Those are our external traverses.
But the internal odysseys—the journeys of the heart and the soul—tend to conjure less distinct imagery, or may appear as familiar forms cloaked in foggy mist that we need to travel through to get to the light (as in clarity or answers).
Sometimes we’re able to choose which path to take; sometimes the way is thrust upon us. Such was my situation in August 2020 when my husband, Joe, received his diagnosis of aggressive, late-stage liver cancer. And before either of us could even reset the GPS for a new route, he was gone and I was suddenly traveling alone at the height of Covid lockdown.
It was a very murky time, indeed, and I needed to pull off to the side of the road for a while. We used to joke that Joe was the driver and I was the navigator, but that truly did describe our roles in the relationship. I charted the path; …