During summer this year, I hiked over to the summit of a mountain…probably one of the hardest hikes I’ve ever been on. Only 15 or 20 minutes into the hike, I already started feeling tired because of all the steep climbing. After that there sure were numerous ‘uffs‘, ‘are we there yet‘, ‘i wanna rest for a while‘ whines all along the way. And there definitely were instances where I was ready to give up and head back because it was tough, for my standards…and I didn’t think I could handle it.
But I kept going…because the view I saw as we were driving to the lake mesmerized me. And so, I sure wanted to experience the view of the lake and its surroundings from the mountain top. So there I was stopping every now and then to rest, to get some water and what not, but still kept going…even if that meant fighting that voice at the back of mind that constantly kept urging me to get back.
And the outcome? Satisfaction. Gratification. Pride.
Standing on the cliff looking at the wonder that is nature was unbelievable. The moment we reached the top and noticed what it had to offer, in terms of views of the valley below, I forgot all about the tiring experience that I had just gone through. It was all more than worth it. And I was proud of myself that I didn’t back out of this adventure.
Life isn’t any different than that hiking incident now, is it? I am constantly faced with all those hard decisions to make, unexpected twists to face, numerous not-so-easy steps to take and that negative voice to fight…many a times I come to a point where I get too tired to fight the fights and just wanna retire.
And it is at times like those that I try to give myself a kick and remember that there is always hope. That I am capable of facing anything as long as I don’t give up hope…as long as I don’t let that mean voice in my head persuade me into backing out…as long as I believe that the result is worth fighting for.
Because I know that it is the only way I can be sure to feel content at the end of it all.