Throughout our lifetimes we take many journeys, countless trips in pursuit of what our existence is all about. Some of these journeys are pleasurable while others are born in the bellies of pain and suffering. For many of these trips I carried aMoreThroughout our lifetimes we take many journeys, countless trips in pursuit of what our existence is all about. Some of these journeys are pleasurable while others are born in the bellies of pain and suffering. For many of these trips I carried a little brown suitcase (before someone put wheels on suitcases) and over time I learned that I should not pack so tightly because so many of my ‘treasures’ really were not treasures at all.
An article of clothing, like life, only gets deeper wrinkles anyway.Unfortunately it took a long time to learn that ‘treasures’ were not always distinguishable from ‘burdens’ and yet I packed both in one little brown suitcase where only one or the other would fit. I looked for ways to lighten my load but no matter how I tried I was not able to close the suitcase lid and only when I decided to replace it with a big brown suitcase was I able to see the foolishness of my heart.This is a look at our suitcases and how life can be stuffed too tightly and only wrinkles and heartache remain before the journey begins.
Sometimes the lid cannot close securely and secrets and wishes, dreams and memories lie scattered along the road upon which we travel. This book is about those pieces of life that we may have lost along the way- about the suitcases of our lives and how we sometimes pack too carelessly in an attempt to go where we are going. It is about people, real people whose lives I have seen, up close or from a distance…and, I dare say, it is about my own life.Do you see yourself?