Accepting Changes
I don't accept change well, which is an unusual way to begin this posting called "Accepting Changes." I like to think of myself as being able to "roll with the punches." I guess I do eventually just move forward, but changes can often throw me into a tailspin. In 2024, I am hoping to be more open to change, seeing it not as a negative, but as an opportunity. Fear seems to appear out of nowhere for me sometimes. Hoping to turn the fear into something good this year.
I mentioned in my previous post that I was reading the latest Lorrie Moore book, "I am Homeless, if This is not my Home." I also mentioned that I was waiting for the "The Covenant of Water" by Abraham Verghese to be returned at the library. But, last night on social media, I saw a post about Galveston Reads, a community-wide reading program. Galveston Reads chose Eileen Garvin's "The Music of Bees," a top book of 2023 by The Washington Post as well as several other groups/organizations. A professor that is part of the Galveston program will lead a discussion about the book on Jan. 18. So I decided to make that my next book. I've only begun reading it, but so far, it has me a little sad. The book begins with the story of a teenage boy who breaks his back in a freak accident. He is in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. So far, the story has reminded me of a friend of mine, who married her college sweetheart just months after he broke his back in a freak accident. He was a quadriplegic, and my friend dedicated her life to him even after divorcing him and remarrying someone else. He lived for many years after his injury and my friend took care of him for his whole life; and, he lived longer because of her dedicated care. I'm not sure where the story in the book is going, but it reminded me of my friend's first husband. I can't wait to see what I write about it after I finish the book. Hopefully, it will end well.
One of the things I love about this time of year is the color of the sky as the sun is going down. The colors are so vibrant and, well, happy. No matter what has happened during the day, if I see the beautiful sunset, all the problems before dissolve. I'm including a photo I shot right after leaving my volunteer gig in December. The colors and fluffiness of the clouds were beautiful to me.

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