How Being Figuratively Hit By A Bus Can Be The Best Thing Ever

How Being Figuratively Hit By A Bus Can Be The Best Thing Ever

Aug 25

Oh wow.

You know, there are times I say to myself, whatever you want to throw at me, LIFE, give it your best shot!

And then LIFE responds with a doozie.  Sigh….

As y’all know, while in Las Vegas my ankle collapsed with a fiery explosion worthy of Mt. Vesuvius on baseball steroids.  Well, okay, not quite that dramatic…but 2 weeks have passed and it’s not recovering anywhere NEAR the way it should.

So I just had a talk with my Better Half, and he brought up the blindingly simple fact that:

IF I’m still in degradation mode….

• THEN consider that getting the surgery that will have to be done ANYWAY….done…

• SHOULD result in me recovering sooner and getting my body used to it at a younger age.

Wisdom that is…yes.

SCARY AS HELL THAT IS….yes as well!

The above, of course, is logic.

The emotional me, however, started crying because:

I didn’t think it would have to happen so soon.

I love crying sometimes, I really do…it clears out all the negative energies and allows me to accept my usual courage and fortitude once that rises to the surface.

Highly recommended crying is!

But I digress. 

At some time methinks I will be traveling to NYC to see more about it. Ideally, I still DO want to get to the September 28th Orlando event…. but we’ll see.

So!  What does this mean for me?

It means:

1.)  MASSIVE redefining of business.  Honestly, I might not HAVE to do that…but I’m USING it as another reason to move myself forward.   I’m already uncomfortable anyways…so why not go the full 9 yards!

2.)  See Step 1).  

So why is this the best thing ever?

Because choosing to face reality…..rock!

‘sides that, life is going well – methinks I’m going to give myself permission to grieve for a bit and then move on.

Life happens….but how you choose to deal with it is what defines the future of the rest of it.

And mine will be grand. 

Grow strong,

Barbara Ling