Change is on its way.
Change is on its way - As life delivers blow after blow, mirroring the challenges of yesteryears on grade school playgrounds, I find solace in the memories of childhood escapes - the willow tree's shade, the sprint to Grandma's haven. Heavy-legged and breathless, I face taunts and relentless pursuit, a reminder of the uphill journey. But through it all, I urge myself to stand, take a step, and persist.
Now March arrives, the year's trials relentless – the hospital vigil during Pop's cancer fight, Momma's stroke, Covid's shadow, a cascade of setbacks. The universe seems unforgiving, yet amidst it, I refuse to surrender. Instead of questioning fate, I choose to ask: "What is the universe teaching me?" This simple shift depersonalizes struggles and sets me on a path forward.
In those introspective moments, during a workout or quiet meditation, I reshape my mindset. The query changes from "Why me?" to "What's the lesson?" This transformation generates momentum, turning my focus to the future. In embracing change, my brain engages, adapts, and learns, propelling growth. And growth is our compass; it's how we navigate, evolve, and triumph.
Seated in the nursing facility, forms in my lap, exhaustion clouds my vision. Then, a tap on the door, and my sister enters. Her radiance lifts the room; her voice animates Pop. We coordinate schedules, and a remark about her canceling horse lessons sparks insight. "Get someone to help." A revelation hits me. The universe's message is clear: it's time to change.
Pop's words echo in my mind – the importance of commitments, of keeping one's word. That's the lesson: change, embrace help, and allow others to support us. In that moment, I grasp the universe's intent. It's time for a transformation, for me to accept assistance and guide our family business. The universe's message rings loud.
Pop's influence has been profound, shaping me into who I am and aspire to be. He teaches by example, leading through life's challenges. During our late-night hospital talks, I apologize for not stepping into his shoes. His response carries the weight of wisdom: "You're meant to fill your own boots, and you've done well. Your feet are bigger than mine, after all." Dad, your quiet strength remains my cornerstone, an unsung hero guiding me on this journey.
