In life, change happens.
Not only do we grow and learn as we watch the seasons change, but we also deal with the unexpected.
The curve balls.
It's the moments you thought you had it covered.
Figured out.
Under control.
Then the unexpected happens.
It's like the time I had some of my closest friends come for dinner. The dinner was on the table- wine and all.
Unfortunately, my very excitable greyhound changed everything. When I hadn't noticed, he had cut open his tail which he proceeded to wag it happily all over the house.
Including the dining room.
And dinner.
At the time it was, of course, completely unexpected. (It looked like we needed to call Gibbs and his team from NCIS.) Everything needed to be remade, washed and reset.
It was not a fun experience. But it was an experience.
When it was over we still had a wonderful dinner, great conversation and quite the story to tell.
It is things like this that inevitably come our way.
Plans are almost always changed. No matter how well thought through the plans are or how nice the table looks- plans change.
Change happens.
We need to learn to ride with it.
To simply watch the changes play out and turn into the wind as they say in sailing.
Winds come.
We change course.
Food or direction.
Change can't be avoided. To attempt to do so would be done in vain.
To get angry about such change, to get stuck there. That is a choice.
A poor and painful choice.
Like a man resisting high tide holding into the dock post. He must give in.
The tide will win.
Change happens.
If he can go up and enjoy the beach or drown.
There is no other good option...
Unless he has a boat.
But, the winds still come.
Change happens.
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