When I travel and lose my way, I tend to forge ahead for awhile, but it's not uncommon for me to turn back just blocks from my intended destination, unsure whether the path I've chosen is, indeed, the correct one. I seek local advice, then turn again toward my goal with an embarrassed smile as it becomes clear that, once again, if I'd just forged ahead I would have arrived as planned. But when you've lost your way, found it again, and are only somewhat certain you're on the right path, when should you pull back and ask for help, when should you forge ahead, and when should you just call it a day and head for home?
I'm there again, traveling down this path I've begun toward a destination I believe is attainable. But it wasn't long after beginning this summer journey that I realized I'd need some help to find my way. I've hit up everyone I know in my search for help in finding my way to the final destination, and our combined efforts have been working. We've moved closer and closer to our goal, until today. Today, we lost our way, despite all the help I've been able to muster. It seems we need more muscle than I've been able to garner. I'm sore, and bruised, and tired, but I'm not quite ready to quit the fight. Someone has to make it there. Why can't it be me?
Am I on the right path? Should I forge ahead? Or should I call it a day and head for home? How do YOU decide?
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