Change

I realize as you age, things change. Your hair turns silver. You begin to see wrinkles in places that you never knew could wrinkle, like your knees. The seasons become shorter and the lessons longer.

I am a person who doesn't like change unless I am prepared for it. Ready for the reality of the situation to reveal itself. Life does not work like this, nor does it wait until you are prepared to handle it. They say that God never gives you anything that you cannot handle. Well lately I think he is too trusting of me.

It has been a month of changes. I suppose that is why I haven't blogged about anything. I have been sitting back and watching situations unfold before I have been prepared for them and I am trying hard to face situations from all angles. To view all sides. To be unbiased and try and remain calm in the face of adversity. All that seems to lead me to is irrational behavior and bitch fits, neither of which suit me very well.