Life in the Real World

Dear Life:

Life in the Real World sucks. Totally sucks. I'm so frustrated it's hard to put into words. When life doesn't continue the way one had known it for so long, it's hard to justify the changes you've put into place to help alleviate the burden that was once there. I know this is going to be a complete post rambling on about something very specific without being able to come right out and say it, so I'm going to make it as general as possible.

Change is hard. It's difficult, frustrating and overwhelming. Trust me, I know. It's hard when your friends change, it's hard when your church changes pastors, it's hard when you have to start getting regular checkups because you're getting older. Whatever the change, it's not always easy...but we try to adapt and do the best we can to overcome our feelings about the change that has taken place. It's hard on both ends. It's hard on you and the new pastor/friend/doctor because there's a learning curve that has to take place. You have to develop a comradery with the other party. But this can't happen if the other party is UNWILLING TO PARTICIPATE!

So you go on, trying to do the best you can, hoping that what you're doing justifies the change. But sometimes, all the other person sees is twiddling of thumbs, running on ice, whatever you want to call it. But that person never comes to you to find out how it's going, or to help the comradery develop because the change they decided on was a tough decision and now they aren't so sure it was the right one. And you're back to square one, treading on thin ice until the next comment is made or stone is thrown.

Having a hard day.

Clare