Home on the Main Range

Trying to be siblings, against the odds we seem to have done it. We worked hard at it since Dad died, then Dave's diagnosis - it's still hard but hard in a different way. Letting go and finding new ways together in these last days.  

  A reminder that somethings you get it, and some days you don't. Not really a first for TYOM but a great "halfway point" reminder about plans, chance and life.

  A first for me was to empty my bag of tricks for resolving something that wasn't going right with a service provider. Person after person, day after day, AI so cheery it irritated me beyond measure. Frustration, tears and no joy. Stepping back and understanding that in the scheme of world and personal events, changing the internet plan for the house shouldn't be the source of so much distress and feelings of complete impotence tinged with having absolutely no power to fix it. Remembered that rats only go up a dead end pipe twice before trying something different. And then there are humans .... 

  New for me this week is turning an effort into a habit. Morning walks, flooding rain notwithstanding, have been a blessing in the neighbourhood. A master-planned community with plenty of walking paths and parks, making it easy to get out and become the healthier version of sedentary me.  I'm finally loving the rhythm of walking, exploring my neighbourhood, overcoming the legacy of years of sitting at a desk, in the car, on the couch. So many benefits, and all it took was a simple, new approach to life - turn up.