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Acceptance

1/29/2018

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The cat stands, stretches, jumps from the chair and leaves the warm place on my hip…already becoming cold. My child sleeps in the other room. My head swims with the loss of those I’ve loved. No rhyme. No reason. I want more power to shape life around me, to stop the unexpected from wrenching my gut, the rain from coming on days we planned on sunshine. I want to stop the dishes from piling up in the sink and dust from accumulating on baseboards  and bedsheets, to end the sense of more to do than can ever be done. I want security, control, success. But I don’t have any of that.

The earth will turn. Rain or sunshine will come. The songbird will stop singing when it sees a worm. The heron will leave the rock to fly away. The cherry blossoms will fall to the brick walkway where they will be trampled to pink paste. My daughter will battle the labyrinth of an over-wrought world. Oceans will rise. Climates will change. Innocent people will be killed.

Oh, look. The cat is back. She has come to my side again and rests against my hip, warming it. I hear her purring, and tickle her neck, kiss her head, and wonder what it is like to be her. She doesn’t have control of when she is fed or when the basking sun breaks through the window or when the humans come home. Yet, she is content.
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patrick mcguire
1/29/2018 12:26:39 pm

beautiful -- stay warm and cozy and out of the rain.

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12/16/2018 08:24:11 pm

Acceptance is a really hard thing to do. Acceptance is about knowing your limits, it is about learning that there are things that you cannot change. It was really hard for me to accept the fact that I did not get the job I wanted, this was really hard because I spent a lot of effort on it. I did everything I could, I planned, I tried and I even studies so hard for it, however, I think that it's just not the right job for me.

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Moira Simpson
1/29/2018 12:32:47 pm

I love this! Thanks Anne!

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