Lost
Have you ever set out on a road trip thinking you know where you’re going and how to get there?
You have that feeling of full confidence as you set out prepared to take don’t the roads. Then all of the sudden in a blink of an eye you make a wrong turn, or maybe you make a couple of wrong turns. Before you know it you have become completely lost. What if your car breaks down in an unfamiliar place? What are you feeling? What will you do?
Does not knowing where you are riddle you with anxiety? Or panic? Can you read a map? Load the GPS? Ask a stranger for directions? Find your way back to where you got lost? Fix your own car? Call and ask for help?
I love nothing more than to set out on a random road trip. I am usually in search of the next great food item or a beautiful view or dare I say both of those things on the same trip. Those kinds of road trips make for some of the best memories I have created in my life.
I’ll let you in on a little secret. I am not a good planner. I am downright horrible with directions. I don’t know which way is north, east, south, or west. I often get completely turned around. If I have a map it’s most likely upside down. I can never get my GPS to load or live maps to work correctly. I struggle with basic technology. I am always a little lost. My ability to get lost often adds hours to the road trip. When I set out on a road trip I block the whole day off. I leave enough time for wherever I will end up or what problems could arise along the way. When I set out on a road trip it is almost always a guarantee I will get lost. You could bet money on this. Very few times in my life have I made it directly from one door to another without getting a least a little lost. I will make my fair share of U-turns and re-calculate my route over and over. If I have a co-pilot along on the trip I will often turn to them for help. I used to get upset fairly quickly at the thought of being lost or breaking down. The feeling of not being on the right road going exactly where I need to go always riddled me with anxiety. That was when my panic would start to creep up. I could feel myself getting disappointed that this happened to me yet again. Lost again Sascha really? Every time I made a wrong turn and I was lost I forgot to slow down and enjoy wherever I ended up. Make the best out of the day and whenever you are. Have fun with what happened. Cut out the worry, what good does it cause?
Another little secret I have is that not only have I been lost on the roads, I have also been lost in life. Similar to taking a wrong turn I have made my fair share of wrong choices. I have face failure, judgments, labels, and even death more times than I care to admit. I could pull over and give up on life or I could find another way to look at the choice I made that got me to where I am today. Listen, not all of my choices were wrong, just the vast majority of them. I learned a lot of valuable lessons. I would not change any of the choices I have made as they have made me into the woman I am today. Today I am proud to be Sascha Davis. I have found out who I am and I know what I am working towards. One day I am going to be someone’s favourite author. I am not ashamed of my life. I am an open book. I talk about my struggles and my victories in the hopes of inspiring and helping others.
You are not alone. We all get a little lost sometimes and it’s okay. It’s okay to be lost. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to take some time for yourself, to work on yourself. It’s okay to ask for help. We all get a little lost but it’s how you find your way back that matters. Discover who you are when no one else is around. What is your biggest dream? What roads will you take to get you there? What stands in your way? How will you navigate around?
I still get a little lost sometimes but I approach all situations with love and kindness and I reach out and I always ask for help!
Get lost and love your journey!