I think I've been a bit of a downer lately. This is why I purposely try not to reread any previous posts. It usually makes me cringe.
I feel considerably better today.
Another full day at the Mayo Clinic. Curious, how I find it rather peaceful there now.
It was quite a decent day.
Maybe I took the blue pill this morning... or maybe it was just acceptance. Maybe it's the Serenity prayer or a resolution to stop the madness, see through a different lens. Coping sometimes means giving in. Or giving up. Not to anything unhealthy or destructive but just to life. Giving it up to God. There are times and situations where our fight is required. There are also things in this world which are not in our control. The sticky part can be in discerning the two. Taking my sticky hands off the situation if I need to. I have a tough time with that. Sometimes, I even sense that we're being prepared for a fight but the fight is not for now. The battle in the moment is patience. And strength. Silence, sometimes. Prayer, all the while, so that you know what you're up against and if you're really being called.