That’s when it hit me: It will all be okay.
It will be okay.
No need to get upset. The detour had
already been taken. There was nothing that could be done nor any explanation
that would change that fact.
I may not get home when I expected. We
would have to postpone some chores and errands. Things would need to be done a
bit differently and in a different order, but isn’t that like life? We will
find ourselves on unexpected roads. We will need to adjust and take the
obstacles in stride. And it will all be okay. There will be headaches and
frustration; but there will also be so much beauty…
Outside of the taxi window, I could see
small mountains diving straight into a clear, blue lake. The street vendors
were selling their goods. Children were chasing each other and laughing. This
is a beautiful country and we would have missed it had we taken the shorter
road.
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