This morning was the third funeral I’ve been to in the last six months. It was the third funeral for someone too young to pass away. And the third funeral celebrating someone who had a damn good crack at life.
As we were leaving, a friend spotted this still, small message on the pavement.
Enjoy the journey. Coincidence had nothing to do with. The timing was meant to be.
And so I’ve been thinking that to enjoy the journey it takes more than being in the moment. It’s about making the choice to no longer be a passenger – and deliberately shedding what doesn’t bring you joy.
Enjoy the journey. Make it sweet. Let the most ordinary moment count.