Life's A-Maze-ing Journey

I went to Inniswoods Metro Park earlier this week. As I was walking around, I found a section I had never been to before. It was marked with an archway that led into a garden area. Said garden with marked with a stone path. Now lots of gardens have stone walkways, but there was something special about this one. Upon closer inspection, you realized that certain pavers has words carved into them and if you followed the numbers on the pavers, they told a story. As I stood and looked at this little garden, I realized what a great representation of life it was.

They say when we are born, we are given a certain number of days to live. Now we do not know how long or short that time is, but each day is one more stone in the path of our story. As we walk along, we continue to write more and more of our life's narration. And just like the garden path, sometimes we think we are on the correct path, only to find ourselves at a dead end, so we have to turn around, and start down a new path. Some would say the previous path was a mistake, but I am a firm believer that every "mistake" is not really that but in fact a lesson to be learned from. After all, do you think Thomas Edison, Bill Gates, or Henry Ford always got it right on the first try? Every twist and turn makes us who we are. Every triumph, every tumble, every high, and every low adds to the beauty of our own personal story. Yes, sometimes our stones get cracked, our path can become uneven, but sometimes the most beautiful gardens are the ones reflect the chaos of nature.

So what does the maze of your own personal garden path say? Mine shows many twists, turns, starts, and stops I never imagined it would and I am still laying it out so who knows what the future holds. But as much as I enjoyed reading the story on that little garden path in Inniswoods, I plan on enjoying writing mine even more.

-Buffy