Right here the view looks pretty. Serene. Scenery falling into place, the road ahead looking bright.
But I've driven darker roads. The rearview mirror flashing blinding lights, high beams illuminating loss, loneliness, misunderstanding and grief. When we check the view behind us, the road ahead looks smoother, gratitude rushing in over a road smoothly paved.
Sideview mirrors reveal mixed scenery; lives ripped apart, marriages ending, new ones beginning. Feasts, famine and everything in between. These views give clearer perspective on the road ahead, heavy heart swelling though leveed by hope.