In february 2015 we celebrated my parents 80th birthday on a train. It was an amazing experiance being together with the whole family and with many friends, while traveling through beautiful switzerland.
By accident I found the story below in the internet , which I shared then with the passengers. Three of them are not longer with us. In loving memory of them I leave this story also on my blog and hope many will be moved by it.
The Train of Life
At birth, we boarded the train of life and met our parents, and we believed that they would always travel by our side. However, at some station, our parents would step down from the train, leaving us on life’s journey alone.
As time goes by, some significant people will board the train: siblings, other children, friends, and even the love of our life. Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we won’t realize that they vacated their seats! This train ride has been a mixture of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and farewells. A successful journey consists of having a good relationship with all passengers, requiring that we give the best of ourselves. The mystery that prevails is that we do not know at which station we ourselves will step down.
I think I‚ll be nostalgic when I ‚ll step down forever from the train … I think so.
being separated from friends whom I met during the journey will be painful. To leave my children alone, will be very sad. But I have the hope that at some point the central train station will come, and I see my children already arriving, with luggage, which they have not had when boarding.
What will make me happy, is the thought that I have helped them to increase their luggage and to make it valuable.
Thus, we must try to travel along the track of life in the best possible way — loving, forgiving, giving, and sharing. When the time comes for us to step down and leave our seat empty — we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who continue to travel on the train of life.