At no time does the quotation “life is a journey, not a destination,” seem more apt than when you take a four-day trip, two days of which are spent driving there and back. I’ve always appreciated the meaning of this line, that the striving matters as much as the goal we’re striving for. But it’s always been hard for me to practice. Some of us are cursed; we are goal-driven by nature.
But on this trip, I did enjoy the journey as well as the destination. Part of it was the mountain scenery, the high snows on the peaks and the rushing streams in the valleys. But most of it was sharing the trip with Claire. We talked the whole way — and the miles flew. For the journeys of life to matter more than the destinations, companionship is key.