...life's little detours...

The entrance to the Butterfly House. Told you it was a pretty day!

I had my heart set on a destination and I was sure I knew the way.

I made the first turn, and was so intent on getting to where I wanted to go that I didn't even notice the "no outlet" sign. It was the wrong turn. I turned around and got back on the road.

Without thinking, I immediately made the second turn. The minute I made the turn I knew it was wrong. I turned around and got back on the road.

In this case, the third time was the charm, and I did finally make it to my destination, after making a few wrong turns along the way. I didn't let it bother me much. It was a pretty day for a drive.

...but I couldn't help but think about all the little detours I have taken throughout my life, and how they have shaped me, and how I'm thankful to be me, here, now...

How do you respond to life's little detours? Are you angry, apathetic, or active in this new direction?