Life-Coaster

It’s purely inevitable: everyone goes through rough patches and everyone goes through sunny patches- it’s the way of life. Ups and downs, curves and drops. Just like the scariest roller coaster you’ve ever ridden. Except this one has a longer drop-off. Imagining this roller coaster, I would say there’s a free sign at the gate and no height/age restrictions for riding. There’s a line of people; for miles, that’s all you can see. Some of them happy, some of them sitting on the ground bawling their eyes out because they don’t want to get on and some are staring ahead, not responding, maybe because they’re the ones who have already gotten on once. But everyone rides. You can’t escape the indescribable ride of life. The rush of the wind as it throws you around every curve imaginable and drops you below the face of the Earth relentlessly until you’re gasping for air because you screamed so loud and shut your eyes so tight there’s nothing left.

……...And somewhere I’m on that roller coaster. Calm and steady on the outside, but heart roaring with adrenaline on the inside from all I went through on that ride. As it takes me around another bend, I see faces. Strangers blur together as we whip past another life ride. They seem calm….. Happy. Maybe they’re at peace, maybe they’ve gone from the world and are arriving at their final destination.

But not me. I’m still riding, awaiting the day I look like those faces. Happy with my life. Happy with all that I did and at peace with what happened.