The thing about life is that we are all alone, yet at the same time we are never really alone. Our journey is our own and nobody else's. There is no other who shares the same set of experiences that form the person you are. You are alone. Yet, we are all out here together connecting the dots of this life in the hopes of ultimately finding our destiny. Or whatever it is that you want to call it. Your purpose. Your calling. Your thing that you did while you were alive.
I know that I will always have my friends and I will always have my family, but at the same time I am all alone. None of them are going to live my journey and I will live none of theirs. We are our own, but we get to share the stories of our journey with one another.
Some journeys are similar, like when two people become nurses in a particular hospital, but even then their journeys are incomparable. They will share war stories and patient disasters, but no mater how attached they are at the hips their journeys will always be traveled alone.
At the end of the night, my mind will replay my life. My journey. My attempts at reaching my destiny. And at the end of your night, your mind will reply yours. We may cross paths, hold hands, intertwine our souls and our beings, but our journeys are always alone.
This isn't coming from a lonely place in my heart, but a part of my soul that is crying out truth. We are here to share stories, not journeys. We are here to encourage, but not fully join. We are here to push you in the right direction, but at the end of the night I have my own path to travel. I pray that ours will eventually become parallel into eternity, and I can stare into your eyes as I travel, but there is no guarantee. Most times our paths will merge momentarily, then divert to opposite galaxies. You will forever be a part of the stories that I tell and retell, but you may not stand by my side forever as I tell them.
Take advantage of the moments that your path is filled with life and love and hope, because often your path will travel through storms. Often you will be alone in the jungle with no light to guide the way. But the moments where your tiny path is merged so heavily with friends and family and lovers, those are the moments we live for. But, at the end of the night, your journey is all alone, though you are never truly alone.