Adjustment Period

Do you ever take a meditative step back from the busy parts of your life and wonder, “How did I get here?”

Because I am doing this as I look around at the evolution of life as I know it. My heart has been asking my brain, “How did my life evolve into this thing where my super vibrant not-old father died and my special-needs teen son lives 3 hours away in other people’s care? And, by the way, I have a sixteen-year-old who dates and drives, wha?”

I guess I am still processing what has transpired. I’m grappling with the remains of these events.

It’s not that I have a problem with change, generally speaking. Life evolves and there is often beauty in the alteration. But there is also a certain sadness in acceptance.

This is just to say, I’m adjusting to Life As It Is Now.

It’s a stormy day, I’m reading a downer of a John Green book, which apparently makes me weirdly reflective.


  2 comments for “Adjustment Period

  1. Barb
    April 12, 2018 at 9:01 pm

    Those take stock of life moments often hit so hard and suddenly. I feel you.

  2. April 12, 2018 at 9:04 pm

    Stormy days and meditative stepping around sounds dangerous.

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