Time's Flying

Time might be flying, but I'm not having fun.

These last couple weeks have been very challenging. I've had to summon my inner strength to keep going. And then I had to dig deeper and find the reserve supply of energy and faith and courage.

While I have managed to do this, it was not always with a smile on my face.

I'd make a lousy poker player. I don't bluff well. And when something bothers me, it's evident. When something thrills me, I react vividly as well... you'll see my eyes light up and I'll clap like a trained seal. I'm easier to read than a large print newspaper!

I try to see the glass half full. There's always someone worse off than me. I can walk, and travel, and cook my own meals. Luxuries not understood unless you are disabled or have had these privileges  taken away.

Perhaps this bad weather;  this extended winter was brought to us to teach us patience. Perhaps we are learning a valuable life lesson in endurance and resilience and patience. I'm starting to learn. But you will not catch me at a poker table!