Tired of Traveling?

I just don’t want to. I know I need to, but I don’t want to. Every. Single. Day. There is a new request, that usually feels more like a demand, for me. There are so many expectations that sometimes I find it beyond challenging to keep up with them. Have you ever felt like that? Like it might be more than you can do just to make it through the day? Sometimes maybe it feels like everyone else is coasting and you can’t seem to climb the hill in front of you. Sometimes when you look up it feels like there is just more hill than you can even see. Just writing that makes me tired.

The Hill

Today we drove to visit one of our kids for supper. One the way there we drove to the top of a beautiful hill. It was interstate all the way, and looking back in the rearview mirror the view was stunning. My husband was driving so he had to focus on looking forward, but I was entranced with the sun going down in my rearview mirror. The higher we climbed the prettier the view. Then it occurred to me to look forward, and wow we were going slow. The speed limit was 70, which usually means most people are driving at a speed closer to 80 than to 70. However, at this moment, when I looked at the speedometer I was surprised, we were going 50. He never drives 50 on the interstate unless he has to. I noticed we are in the passing lane, however we were following a semi truck, and that truck was passing another semi truck. I am the daughter, granddaughter, mother, aunt and niece of truck drivers, I have a great deal of respect for the profession. They work hard at essential jobs and are frequently underappreciated. However, at that moment in time, I really wished this guy would complete passing the other truck and get back in the ‘slow’ lane. Nope, it was not going to happen! We, us and the millions, ok maybe seven, cars behind us were slowing down even more as the two semis chugged up the hill. My dad used to refer to these events as ‘rolling roadblocks’, you can drive, but the road is blocked and you can’t pass until someone moves. On this particular evening my truck driving friends were still moving slow, obviously, the crest of those hills were a lot for these two trucks. Slowly, and I mean slowly, they crept to the top. As we neared the crest, we were down to almost 35 miles an hour. I believe those trucks were going as fast as they could up that mountain, it was a long, slow grade.

My Hills

I am that truck sometimes, it is all I can do to make it up the mountain. I am probably the one in the passing lane. I am struggling and you are all waiting on me to get it together. Not for any particular reason, you just want me to get it together and get out of your way. Remember I am the semi truck in the passing lane, you want me to move over so you can go on about your way. As we reach the crest I will move over with a sigh of relief, I am so glad I am no longer holding you back, and you can go on about your way. I can tell that life is just easier for you than it is for me, it seems we often think that you know. I will struggle up the next hill to and you will be long gone down the interstate on your smooth, trouble free journey.

Our Hills

But wait, will we ever be together? Will we ever just get to stop and rest together? Of course we can. Remember, just a slight turn of the kaleidoscope the view changes. We can ride together, we can even help each other out. You know the hills and the valleys in our lives are better together. After all, you may have passed me as I slowly move up a particular hill in my life, but we will meet again. And when we do, I can help you on your journey, just like you can me on mine. I am to thankful for people who help along the way. It makes the trip more enjoyable, even when we get stuck going up a hill or broken down in a valley. Look up, look around, take it all in. Sometimes, we have to look around to find something good to hold onto as we chug up life’s mountains. And always look around, take a minute and take in the experiences of life, life has awesome views. Remember, on my journey I saw the most beautiful sunset filled with pinks, oranges, and blues in the rearview mirror. Be well my friends, and enjoy the view. Find something good in your day today. Thank you for spending part of your day with me.

A Kaleidoscope Life Photos

One more thing, I have been asked to show some of the photos used in my blog. Today I have used several variations of the same photo. The picture was the shot of my rear view mirror. I use four of those to create one layer of the kaleidoscope photo, then I created four layers. So, in essence the photo you see is made of 16 images of the same photo. The following four kaleidoscopes are the same image, but they are created individually at the very last step to create a slightly different look. If you look closely you can even see the “images are closer than they appear” lettering from the mirror. I hope you enjoy the images as much as I enjoy creating them.

Published by Dr. Cindy Freer Conley

Hello Friends! I am Dr. Cindy Freer Conley, and I am so glad you are here! It is so nice to "meet" you. I am entering the world of blogging for the first time, I hope you find these readings worthwhile, helpful and entertaining. I have spent my career in one role or another of the mental health and counseling world. I have worked in private practice and in schools settings. I hold a PhD in Exceptional Education with a concentration in Applied Behavior Analysis. I currently work in public education full time and adjunct part-time. I am a wife and the mother of three adult children and the grandmother of one young lady who is growing up way too fast. I didn't have all of the answers as a mother, although my kids would probably tell you I faked it often (I did). I don't have all of the answers now, but I do know so much more now than I did 27 years ago when I became a parent. I was a single mother for several years, and learned a lot about the unique struggles single parents face. I have spent time with great supports and time where I felt alone on my path - only to look up and realize I was never alone. We are all on a journey, enjoy the journey, but understand small changes on your part may make lasting impacts to someone else's journey.

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