Tossing Balls & Digging Holes

Me and George have moved outside, to enjoy as much of this sunny weather as we can. The forecast for the rest of the week is cloudy and rainy, so before the cold and wet weather moves in, we’re going to toss balls and dig holes. I’m sitting in here in my rocker typing away, while George lays in the sun chews on his favorite stick, a limb from one of my sycamore trees. I definitely don’t mind days like this, it makes tending to this overgrown puppy bearable. Not that I don’t like George, but I left my child rearing behind years ago. 

Some see me as lucky to be able to pursue my passions. I suppose I should acknowledge the blessing, but it didn’t come without a price. Years, decades of struggle created this path. Years of trial and error to discover the right fit for me. For all my planning and preparing I did, only to see those plans completely throw out the window. I guess what I’m trying to say is change is not always a bad thing. But at the same time it’s not always a good thing either. 

What makes change work is one’s willingness to accept who you are and work from there. I mean hey, I have a Master’s Degree in Business Administration with a concentration in Business Systems Analysis. Yet here I am babysitting a six-month old brown Labrador. Do you think maybe I’m over qualified for this position?
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You see while making my plans to be a Project Manager/Systems Analyst, my body and soul had something else in mind. Both of these situations turned my world upside down. But by first accepting my circumstance, I in turn discovered who I really am. Taking the pieces of what was a shattered life and created a blessing. This is not some trick you can learn, it’s just something you do through trial and error.