I’m Sitting at a Railway Station

happiness-here-and-nowWith all of the changes I try to put myself through as I get older sometimes I have to stop and ask the question… “Are you happy where you are at right now”? The answer to this question is obviously YES.

Sometimes my instinct to push forward and progress further in the pursuit of creating a better self me gets the best of me. Sometimes I think I try to hard to become the vision of myself I create in my mind and simply forget about the person I am right now. At 55 I am in pretty good physical shape, I eat healthy and enjoy the laughter of sharing life with family and friends. It is rare when I can truly say that I had a bad day.

864fd25eda7c41026d568ddf396836d4This underlying pursuit for perfection is a train I have been riding for my whole life and I don’t regret it one bit. I have attained incredible knowledge throughout the years and have been involved in some pretty interesting projects that gave voice to my creativity and dreams. But the bottom line is that sometimes we all need to get off the train and take in the experiences of the stop off’s along the journey. Sometimes it is OK to have a seat at a railway station to just sit and watch the trains go by.

Know that soon I will be back on the train and moving forward on my pursuit to somewhere I can take comfort in knowing that sitting on this old bench at the railway station is also a part of this journey and has probably always been a part of it. The difference is that I believe as we get older we start to recognize our times of contemplation. No train can run forever without stopping to be re-fueled at given times. And it is during these stops along the way we discover that our lives really are pretty good.
Blood Sugar- 112, Weight- 193.4

About SimpleLivingOver50

At 53 years old I am starting to realize how life changes both physically and emotionally. I strive for a life of simplicity. I am winning the battle with type II diabetes, created a plan to have all debt paid off in 4 years including the house, taking advantage of every opportunity to live life to it's fullest through adventures in nature, hiking, biking, loving and learning.
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16 Responses to I’m Sitting at a Railway Station

  1. Nomthi86 says:

    I love this 🙂 It’s so beautiful…thank you.

  2. Lovely post… Beautifully written… Take care and enjoy the moments when you just sit and ponder…

    ~Laura ~

  3. James says:

    The title (you probably did this intentionally) of your blog post are the opening lyrics to Simon and Garfunkel’s “Homeward Bound”.

  4. suzewannabe says:

    I like this thinking. Like you, I ascribe to a future vision of me though I’m content in my life. I recall a magazine shoot in the 80s of a beautiful woman in her 70s rocking a bikini.
    I thought “that’s going to be me!”, not knowing about genetic predisposition, that she was already a model, photigraphic retouch and so on.
    I suppose my railway station is a good cuppa and a soft blanket.

  5. hsampson says:

    Wonderful post Billy! Thank you!!!

  6. My siblings and I say that we live in the “land of perfection,” but that every once in a while we need to move across the street…to the “land of good enough!”

  7. bought tears to my eyes, going though some tough stuff at the moment 🙂

  8. New Journey says:

    Funny….my husband and I were just having this conversation a couple days ago, are we really happy at now in this moment….and we came up with a big fat YES!!! life is good…..kat

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