How Being Figuratively Hit By A Bus Can Be The Best Thing EverAug 25
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?
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.