Yesterday we played it safe and stuck to exploring the English Garden that runs through Munich. While on our hike we went off the path (I’m sure you’re all surprised at that) and made our way down to the river that runs through the park. As we came out of the woods and stepped onto the little bit of rocky beach the lined the water, I was amazed by the beautiful bridge above us. Beyond that bridge was another bridge that was very plain and linear. Just past that was yet another bridge that was even more ornate than the first.
As someone who loves metaphors and putting meaning to simple things, I couldn’t help but look at these bridges as reflections of our lives. When we are trying to get to somewhere, whether it be an actual place, a goal, or even a state of mind, there are many ways to get there. We could take the first bridge with its middle of the road decorations, we could go on to take the simple bridge, or go grand on the third bridge. All would get us over the river, just at different places in time. The bridges would also take us back to where we started if we decided we didn’t like where we were. Or maybe we don’t want to take a bridge at all. Maybe we decide to walk through the river (it is very shallow) or to just stick where we are. We could choose to go it alone, or with a group of friends. With supplies or without. Walking, biking, dancing, skipping or driving? It’s our choice.
After tooling around on the beach a while, we walked back along the shoreline, only to see that there were many more bridges behind us. We are always going to have bridges in our lives, and in the end we may not remember our choices, or recognize that we even made choices, but each bridge gives us more experiences that hopefully help us decide what to do whenever we come to a new one. I am so thankful that my family is not only willing, but excited about going on this bridge journey together.
May the bridges you choose keep you connected to us, and if you ever need a crossing mate, give us a call!
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