As I was driving down the road heading to Latrobe PA where training camp is held earlier today I couldn’t help but think that last time I was on that highway I was being taken into Pittsburgh to get an MRI on my left knee. As I drove out of Latrobe a year ago and everyday since, I constantly thought about the day I would drive back the opposite direction heading towards training camp a year later. I imagined passing myself roughly a year later going the opposite direction and waving over the steering wheel and smiling, like everyone in Texas does when they pass an oncoming vehicle.
That thought was somewhat of a lighthouse to me. It’s what I would look to when things would seem dark. In between the last time I left, and today when I drove back down that road a lot has happened. There have been good days and bad. There have been setbacks as well as goals I have met.
There have been unforgettable relationships I have made, and people I was able to help from my injury. I’ve said it once and I will always stand by it. God knows what he is doing. It’s a good feeling to be able to stay reassured by that. A friend of mine sent me an email yesterday that pretty much sums up my entire last year…..well….actually it sums up my whole life. It was a quote that she said reminded her of me.
Your journey has molded you for your greater good, and it was exactly what it needed to be. Don’t think that you’ve lost time. It took each and every situation you have encountered to bring you to the now….and the now is right on time.
- Asha Tyson.
It was a pretty awesome feeling being able to wave to my past self over the steering wheel as I drove back to training camp a year later. I feel like we shared a consenting nod and smile as our cars quickly crossed paths. Even though there was no exchange of words there was a mutual respect that came from knowing exactly where one was heading, and an admiration of knowing where one had come from.
I guess in some instances in life, a detour isn’t always a road that leads someone to a different destination like some may think. For me, my detour never got me off the same stretch of highway. In fact today I passed myself and waved.
Maybe, just maybe… your detour is very much the same. Put in your life so when the brief and fleeting moment comes that you pass your former self you can simply nod and wave over the steering wheel in admiration like Texans do, because that car knows where you came from, and you know where it is headed to. And if the visibility becomes low be sure to flash your high beams, signaling that everything that will be encountered will bring them to the now…..and the now is right on time.