Traffic Lights of Life
I’ve always thought of life as a set of traffic lights.
That red moment that prevents you from doing something, either out of fear, insecurity or just your gut feeling.
That amber moment that puts life on hold, waiting for something to happen or to change.
And that moment when life gives you the green light to pursue your dreams and achieve your goals.
Looking back, I wonder how different life might have been if I’d ignored those red lights; not spent so long on amber.
But, ultimately, I’m just thankful for all those green lights that propelled me forward.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleIt hits you most as you get older and realise just how many of those red lights you’ve paid heed to, just how much in life you’ve missed. Great story Linda.
Thanks Carrie and I agree with you 100%.
It was great, Linda. I love it. I like your idea about life as a set of street lights. Traveling back those red lights of our life, it causes regrets and frustration. But if we hold on and went temporarily through our amber moments until everything well turns to the green that moved us forward. It was a very great story with relevance to the theme “light”. Good job.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you so much for your lovely comments Lotchie, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
You’re welcome, Linda.
I would have been better off observing more red lights! I used to love to skid through them, hoping to be unnoticed. Nice story – food for thought!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleHa ha, I’ve skidded through a few myself in my time Fuji. As my mum once told me ‘if you follow all the rules, you miss all the fun’.
What an interesting take on the prompt, Linda! I have a sweet traffic light memory. I won my first writing contest when I was 8 years old. My winning poem was
Stop on red,
Go on green,
And don’t slip through
On the in between.
I won a Gerber doll !!! I will never forget the thrill of that!
What a great poem Julie! Have you still got the doll? At 8 years old, your talent was already being recognised! I remember an essay of mine being read out to the class when I must have been around 9 years old. That was a proud moment!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleInteresting take on the prompt, Linda, and a good read.
Thank you Juma.
A wonderful interpretation of the theme, Linda, and I agree with Carrie about getting older and the different perspectives on those red, amber and green lights. If only we knew then what we do now but at least we can imagine and write about the other possibilities 🙂
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you Sandra, yes with age does come wisdom!
A great analogy between traffic lights and stop/wait/go moments in life. The amber ones can be quite thrilling, when you are waiting in first gear, anxiously ready to take off and do something exiting. How interesting it would be to read from our Voice family about moments in life where we went ahead although the light was red! (My own greatest example of this is when I left everything in Sweden and… Read more »
That would be interesting Christer. Your comment made me think of any red moments I ignored. Nothing near as life-changing as yours but I did once apply for a job that was beyond my experience but I wanted it really badly.. and I got it. Needless to say that I had to work hard to keep it but, once my foot was in the door, it spurred me on and my career… Read more »
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThis story resonates with me. I am grateful for those moments I had the green lights. A nicely written story.
I hope you have many more Thompson. I’m glad my story resonated and thank you for your kind comment.
THis is so thought-provoking. Well done Linda. A great piece in a tiny package.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you David! These micro fiction stories do stretch me but really help to tighten my stories.
I like this very much, Linda. It’s a great analogy. It made me wonder how many green lights we missed along the way due to fear of the unknown.
Thanks Marianna! It certainly does make you think doesn’t it?
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