#067 A TRAIN RIDE


LIFE IS LIKE A TRAIN RIDE...
We get on, We ride, We get off. 


There are accidents and there are delays.
At certain stops there are surprises. Some of these will translate into great moments of joy; some will result in profound sorrow. 
When we are born and we first board the train, we meet people whom we think will be with us for the entire journey. Those people are our parents! 
Sadly, this is far from the truth...Our parents are with us for as long as we absolutely need them. They too have journeys they must complete. We live on with the memories of their love, affection, friendship, guidance and their ever presence.


There are others who board the train and who eventually become very important to us, in turn.
These people are our brothers, sisters, friends and acquaintances, whom we will learn to love, and cherish.
Some people consider their journey like a jaunty tour. They will just go merrily along.
Others will encounter many upsets, tears, losses on their journey.
Others still, will linger on to offer a helping hand to anyone in need.
Some people on the train will leave an everlasting impression when they get off….
Some will get on and get off the train so quickly, they will scarcely leave a sign that they ever traveled along with you or ever crossed your path…
We will sometimes be upset that some passengers, who we love, will choose to sit in another compartment and leave us to travel on our own. Then again, there’s nothing that says we can’t seek them out anyway.

Nevertheless, once sought out and found, we may not even be able to sit next to them because that seat will already be taken.
That’s okay …everyone’s journey will be filled with hopes, dreams, challenges, setbacks and goodbyes.
We must strive to make the best of it… no matter what...
We must constantly strive to understand our travel companions and look for the best in everyone.
Remember that at any moment during our journey, any one of our travel companions can have a weak moment and be in need of our help.
We may vacillate or hesitate, even trip… hopefully we can count on someone being there to be supportive and understanding…
The bigger mystery of our journey is that we don’t know when our last stop will come. Neither do we know when our travel companions will make their last stop. Not even those sitting in the seat next to us.
Personally, I know I’ll be sad to make my final stop…. I’m sure of it! My separation from all those friends and acquaintances I made during the train ride will be painful. Leaving all those I’m close to will be a sad thing. But then again, I’m certain that one day I’ll get to the main station only to meet up with everyone else. They’ll all be carrying their baggage… most of which they didn’t have when they first got on this train.
I’ll be glad to see them again. I’ll also be glad to have contributed to their baggage… and to have enriched their lives, just as much as they will have contributed to my baggage and enriched my life.
We’re all on this train ride together. Above all, we should all try to strive to make the ride as pleasant and memorable as we can, right up until we each make the final stop and leave the train for the last time.
All aboard! Safe journey!! 
Life gives you the opportunity for a new adventure, a new challenge. Set your goals and go for it. Be persistent. Trust in God; trust in Life, Trust in yourself.

What is more, the passengers on the train are seemingly going to the same destination as you, but based on their belief in you or their belief that the train will get them to their desired destination they will stay on the ride or they will get off somewhere during the trip.

People can and will get off at any stop.

Just know that where people get off is more of an reflection on them, than it is on you.

There will be a few people in your life that will make the whole trip with you, who believe in you, accept that you are human and that mistakes will be made along the way, and that you will get to your desired destination - together, no matter what.

Be very grateful of these people.

They are rare and when you find one, don't let go of them - ever.

Be blessed for the ones who get on at the worst stops when no one is there.

Remember those people, they are special.

Always hold them dear to your heart.

Be very wary of people sneaking on at certain stops when things are going good and acting like they have been there for the whole ride.

For they will be the first to depart.

There will be ones who secretly try to get off the ride and there will be those that very publicly will jump off.

Don't pay any heed to the defectors.

Pay heed to the passengers that are still on the trip.

They are the important ones.

If someone tries to get back on the train - don't be angry or hold a grudge, let them.

Just see where they are around the next hard turn.

If they are buckled in - accept them.

If they are pulling the hand rail alarm again - then let them off the train freely and waste no space in your head for them again, ever.

There will be times that the train will be moving slow, at almost a crawls pace. 




Appreciate that you can take in the view.

There will be times where the train is going so fast that everything is a blur.

Enjoy the sense of speed in your life, as it is exhilarating but unsustainable.

There will also be the chance that the train derails.

If that does happen, it will hurt, a lot, for a long time.

But there will be people who will appear out of no where who will get you back on track.

Those will be the people that will matter most in your life.

Love them forever.

For you can never repay these people.

The thing is, that even if you could repay them, they wouldn't accept it anyway.

Just pay it forward.

Eventually your train will get to its final stop and you will need to deboard.

At that time you will realize that life is about the journey and the destination.

Know and have faith that at the end of your ride your train will have the right passengers on board and all the passengers that were on board at one time or another were there for a distinct purpose.

"Enjoy the ride, be happy, learn to live and don't forget people around you and especially God."





Comments

  1. Oscar Matta4 September 2018 at 18:55

    :)

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  2. Anonymous13 September 2018 at 18:56

    sup dude?

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  3. Shirley Vizcardo12 June 2019 at 21:05

    I really like this text, because is a beautiful form of see the life.
    We usually don't stop to think about our path and end up losing something very important. Enjoy and learn from our trip.
    Despite all the things, that happen to us or the people with meet in the road.
    Only we can decided how to spend it.


    Shirley Vizcardo :)

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  4. Anonymous20 August 2019 at 15:30

    In my opinion, the last stop is a representation of death or the end of our history.

    But this train is a comparison of what our life really is, with the difference that all the experiences, and events of our life are as if we lived them on that train.

    The road traveled is a scenario where some people go and others come into our lives, others stop to be part of our life while other people are just passing through.

    We must learn to see life that way, understanding that everything that happens in it is like a train stop that we are discovering and it is up to us if we want to reach the end of the trip or stop at any time either to bring us happiness or disappointment.

    This comparison teaches us to learn to live in a way that we enjoy, to forgive and learn to live with those people with whom it is difficult for us to relate, to learn to love people leaving a mark on the place we occupy so that when let us decide to change our destiny people remind us of our values, and teachings that we could reap.

    Jessica Cuaguila.

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  5. Unknown11 September 2019 at 20:38

    In my opinion, this is a very reflexive story that talks a lot about reality, death, and situations that in many cases could be worse than what is narrated. I think that the purpose of this story is to thank us because we are fortunate for what we have and for whom we have.
    ~Mafer~

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  6. Anonymous19 February 2020 at 15:04

    A train trip: A story that helps us reflect and see the way of life in another way. To be honest, I would like to believe that life is like a train trip. With people boarding and leaving our train, but I think everything goes beyond. However, it is a beautiful perspective of life.

    Flavia Lao

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  7. Anonymous14 August 2020 at 20:51

    It's an interesting point of view about life.

    I agree with this history because I think my life is an adventure with good and bad things. I try to learn about the bad experiences that I have lived because in my opinion all situations or experiences happen for some reason. It's not good to regret for something that I have lived.

    I like to think that my future depend of me but it could pass something unexpected and it's the coute of adrenaline that I need in my way.

    On the other hand, in my life I have known all kind of people that I have loved and I have learned of them. I hope to continue meeting people who know more than me because I like to learn day per day of other people and their experiences.


    Marleni D.

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