Shifting Perspectives
It always seems that my life erupts into chaos this time of year. Everything shifting and changing.
This time last year, I nearly died. No. It is not an exaggeration.
This year, I lost my cousin. Nearly lost my dog and my Australian friend (I thank all that’s holy that the word nearly can be used). Wound up with my hand in a cast, a bill I’d forgotten about showing up and various and sundry other fun and wonderful things.
But, interestingly enough, I find myself rolling with it all better than I expected. Maybe I’m in a state of perma-denial or maybe it hasn’t all hit me, yet. I don’t know. But, oddly enough, at this moment in time…life seems pretty good.
Who in their right mind would complain about that?
