Reality
So call me "unorganised". I have been here two months and I have no regrets about the move, but I am still waiting for one more "AHA" moment though this last AHA may never come. The item I am looking for could just be a casualty of the move. It is just that it was a special souvenir and I was rather fond of the item. However, it is a small price to pay for a move that was otherwise very positive. It will take time to develop a lasting comfortable routine but I am getting there.
Moving is a stressful venture, especially for the elderly. It uproots your home, your routine, and most definitely your comfort zone. But it carries with it important benefits that that make the stress almost worth it. (Notice I said "almost") I am sure that my last "AHA so there you are!" moment will probably erase the "almost" entirely but in the meantime, the memory of the stress associated with moving is still rather fresh in my mind. Still, like everything else in life, "This too shall pass". In the meantime, summer is here, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming and the sun smiles at me every morning, so life is GOOD!
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