I was sitting at a stoplight. While the light glowed red and certain, Journey’s Greatest Hits played in the CD player of my 2001 Chevy Blazer and I had a minor mid-life crisis. For the first time in my 35 years I felt the wrench of time lost. The lyrics, “Only the young can say/They’re free to fly away/Sharing the same desires/
Burnin like wildfire…” created a physical reaction in my chest. The realization that I was permanently past that time in my life when everything is possible and new felt like getting the wind knocked out of my lungs; my heart actually shuddered against my ribcage. It hurt. I was permanently past having the freedom to be passionate and headstrong and not give a damn about retribution. The consequences now are so much bigger….so much more REAL.
The light turned green and I headed home towards my loving husband and warm home, to my grown up job and responsibilities.
But I still had the drive home, and until I pulled into the driveway, I was young again…I was singing at the top of my lungs and let loose. Maybe it isn’t about what I felt I lost, but recognizing what I learned and where I am now. Perhaps there is a sense of freedom in that too.