This month's theme for our Writers' Group is to write about the good things which have happened in your life, rather than the bad things. I can't say it is a topic which appeals to me as a writer, but it did set me thinking and I thought I would share my thoughts with you today.
I suppose from the moment we are born our lives take pathways - straight paths, winding paths, T junctions, cross roads - and even, I suppose, paths which we have to make for ourselves through uncharted territory. And which path we take affects the rest of our lives.
Some people have such misfortune throughout their life, others have what they often choose to call 'Good Luck'. I expect that for the majority of us life falls somewhere in the middle - some good things, some things not so good. But, as they say, the human spirit is indomitable and most of us cope with whatever is thrown at us. But isn't it interesting how one split second decision can influence the rest of our lives? I thought you might like to share a few of your pathway selections with us. So here are a few of mine to get you in the mood and to start you off:-
When I was a teacher in an inner city school in the Midlands I never thought that I would - twenty five years later - be the wife of a farmer in the Yorkshire Dales. What paths led me there?
Firstly deciding to move out into the country on taking early retirement. Secondly the choice of house to buy. We looked at three or four possibilities, all in the Dales but far apart. I wonder what made us choose the one in the village where the farmer lived. I often pass a house we looked at in a village about ten miles west of here and I always think - if we had chosen that house I would never have met the farmer and my life would have been so very different.
Then there is our recent wonderful break in the Netherlands. This would never have come about if we had not looked through a holiday brochure and decided to go on the Hurtigruten up the coast of Norway. And similarly, if our friends in the Netherlands had not chosen to go on the same boat at the same time, then we would never have met and formed such a friendship.
It seems to me that our whole lives are made up of these tiny - but most important - events - these pathways we choose to take and where they lead to. So - dear readers - you have had a few days of looking at my photographs; now put on your thinking caps and tell us about a path you have chosen to take and its outcome. It should all make such interesting reading.