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Circumstances don't change...character

How many times do we try to change ourselves?  We do "makeovers" for a better look...we desperately try the latest fad to lose weight; if we smoke, many of us quit MANY times before we are  (if we are) successful.  And we do all these things to be better.  We want to be different, feel different, look different.  And if we can accomplish these things, we believe that our life will....BE DIFFERENT.

And when you aren't trying to be DIFFERENT, things happen and then you are.  I remember when my son died.  I could not stand to go to any of the same places I went to Before. Obviously, I still had to show up for work, but I changed who cut my hair, I went to a different grocery store; I even rented movies (that used to happen - young folks) at a different Blockbuster.  I had to avoid people who might know me, because while I still looked the same, I was DIFFERENT (inside). I didn't try to change myself, life happened and it happened to me and now I had to do things differe…

Never a dull moment!

All I want is to have a quiet weekend at home but my husband likes to keep things lively.  Just another example of never knowing what to expect from one moment to the next happened to us last weekend and I will really need to be quicker on the draw when Terry asks me how I want to spend the day.

Shortly after noon, Terry asked if I wanted to do anything special for the day.  Madi wasn't home from piano yet and I had just got back from running errands.  Laundry was already done and I was just getting ready to read the paper and take a "moment".  I didn't really give a straight answer -basically I thought I was reserving my right to decide later in the day.  He decided to take a walk.  Seems harmless enough.

Fast forward two hours and he had gone on a walk and decided to weed-eat property in the neighborhood that has nothing to do with us (because that is who he is).  He came in and was sweaty and itchy and I sent him straight to the shower.  Here is where it gets to…

Who might you have been?

Until I completed my internship for my counseling psychology degree, I pretty much thought we were all just "who we are".  There is nothing like realizing what could have been until you counsel little children who have lost a parent.

I spent the majority of my 750 internship hours at Solace House, which is a center for grieving children and their families.  It truly is a one of a kind counseling center that focuses on the kids first.  All too many times they are the ones who get forgotten in the grieving process.

But it was there that I started  to ponder on today's particular thought.  When I would see the little children who one day would have the perfect life situation with two parents and then the next, lose either their mother (or father), I would think....he (or she) now will never be who he/she would have been if both parents had lived.  The story that was written has just been irrevocably changed and none of us will ever know the original ending.  What happens ne…

Is that FOR REAL?

Here again lately I seem to be having trouble differentiating between reality and fiction.  Remember that old commercial..."Is it live or is it memorex?"  The sound was so good, you couldn't tell if the performance was live or a recording.  Apparently, (again) this is becoming a theme I am marching to on a frequent basis.

When did I first notice it reoccurring?  Well, good question.  How can I be sure?  Maybe it's been going on for a much longer time than even I am aware and I just thought whatever it was (we'll get to that in a moment), was real.....or not!

My first run-in (literally and recently) was when I tried to walk through a screen door.  I swear I thought it was clear sailing until I bounced back. Who can't see a screen door?  I might cop to walking into a glass door in my past (which is why I walk with my hand out in front of me when I am around big plate glass windows and doors) but a screen???  Really??

Next peculiar incident was when I watered my…