Some say baggage is bad.
That it weighs down the traveler from the
way he must go.
That it makes it impossible to pick up and move forward.
Tomorrow it begins.
The journey around the world
to new life.
Who can tell now the things I will see,
the experiences I will laugh at,
the joys I will savor,
the sorrows that will fill my eyes with tears.
And along with me on this journey,
I will take my baggage, because I cannot leave it behind.
Those things that have challenged me,
given me warmth and depth,
pain and heartache.
But they are inextricably tied to the essence of who I am,
and as I journey on through this life,
they will change and shape me into who I will be.
Some say baggage is bad,
but it is me. It is my past,
and it will become my future.
I say, take it . . . and fly!
August 9, 2011