when things go wrong

sometimes things go wrong.     little things. things that are annoying, but not life-stopping. like spilling coffee all over your new shirt.     not-quite-so-little things. things that can be resolved, but can affect your momentum, your plan. like dealing with website server problems when you're writing your studio notes.     big things. things that will alter your life as you know it. like waiting to hear more about the health of someone close to you.     out of the blue, all of a sudden.     my husband's grandma quickly became a grandma to me too. as she welcomed me unconditionally into her family over twenty-five years ago.

strong, spry, independent, mentally alert. ninety-seven years old, yet youthful. confident and determined and unafraid. a role model who has been admired and dearly loved.

i know how much i will miss her presence. and it leaves me unable to imagine how it feels for the man so much like her. in his strength, his independence, his determination, and his fearlessness. the man who treats me like a princess.    

    sometimes there are no solutions. only acceptance of change.

but when you're screaming "no" inside, it's a difficult premise to envision. you find yourself lost in numbness as you ease into the paradigm shift.     unfamiliar unreality.     we wait for news of any kind. we wish for a different outcome. we wonder about the ebb and flow of life.

and as we wait, we wish, and we wonder, we celebrate the gift of knowing her.         [maxbutton id="1"]