I’ve always feared change, and if not feared it at least not welcomed it.
And yet my life has been full of change. Big moves, saying goodbye to friends and loved ones as I’d prepare my family for a new life.
This last move, our move home, should have been the easiest one of all- and yet it was not at all. The entire bottom fell out of my world and I had to stop and reassess everything I believed was true about my life.
I’m tired of change, I want things to stay the same, I want to get comfortable. And yet that’s not how one grows. Change is essential for growth, and pain is often what forces that to happen.
But sometimes change is beautiful. Letting go, even when we don’t want to, opens up the possibility for new and often better things and people to enter into our lives.
Today I had a beautiful fall drive through Bragg Creek to get my girl. It was a perfect day for leaf peeping and that’s a great area to do it in.
I’m learning not to resent all the change, some of it I’m embracing, and some of it I’m getting excited about.