The last few months have been chaotic to say the least. What was supposed to be a quiet, get-down-to-business and have fun year has turned into anything but.
We’ve been dealing with serious health issues, personal disappointments, professional uncertainty, and the less-than-serious-but-still-annoying things that crop up unexpectedly in every day life. And we’re only three months into the year.
A few days ago, the latest lightening bolt came our way. I have this cartoon posted in my office. It reminds me not to ask stupid questions like “what next?”
It would be so easy - and tempting - to yell “why” and hide in my cave. But I refuse to let that happen. Maybe it’s a product of being the sandwich generation - we’re taking care of kids and staring down at the years when we’ll need to start taking care of parents. I’m finding myself looking for the rainbow in each of the storms we’ve faced so far.
Power outage during a howling storm = “camping” on pillows in the family room overnight and snuggling together.
Sinus infection = the perfect excuse to curl up and read.
Another snow day = a chance to dig into the clutter in the basement.
Rejections on the manuscript = the opportunity to rediscover the joy in writing and further my craft.
Breast cancer = the best kind if you have to get breast cancer and all removed with surgery.
Stroke = caught early and the signs are good for recovery.
So, okay, things are quite where I’d like them to be. Yes, it’s easy to throw up your hands and scream “why” and “what next” but that won’t fix anything. I may not have the control to fix many of the things that are happening, but I do have control over my attitude.
And I’m choosing to find the rainbow.