A well-known traveler was once asked, “What’s the most important place you’ve ever traveled to?”
The traveler answered, “The next place.”
I’ve always been too loyal. My six closest friends- one of them my brother, three of them from childhood- their names are like a mantra I’ve recited my whole life. I love them more than anyone. But I haven’t seen any of them in years and some of them I only talk to twice a year. Why am I so loyal? Why are those names burned into my heart?
Yes, they deserve it- yes, they’ve seen me through my worst years.
But I’ve realized recently, my philosophy about friendship needs to change.
None of those friends share my life path anymore. So, in considering them the most important people in my life, I consider my past to be the most important part of my life.
I can always love them and always will, but my loyalty needs to be to the future. My actions are loyal to the future. I chase dreams and am unafraid to leave everything behind.
But if you asked me, who are the most important people in your life? I would name my Six.
Somehow, I must unlearn this truth.
If you ask me, who are the most important people in your life? I must answer:
“It’s the people I will meet.”