The river flows in one direction. Our lives only go in one direction; we can’t go back for even one minute. The river picks up and carries things along its way and holds it for a while before they are separated somewhere further down the line.
We acquire friends in our lives; they are with us for a while but eventually we go our separate ways.
The river flows until it reaches the sea and then the river is no longer a river and becomes part of the sea. We live our lives and at some point we are no longer alive; we become a spirit.
As I look back on my life and my accomplishments, the thing I’m most proud of is my service in the United States Navy. I enlisted as a teenager, at 18 years old. These days I think back about my service. I gave the Navy 10 years and 8 months. The Navy gave me the training to support my family the rest of my life.
Saturday, July 5, 2025
250705 The River
I’m thinking about how our lives can be compared to a river.
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