My first blog!

My thoughts for today are filled with uneasiness. Why is it we think we know what 'life' is? Life is something different to each and every person. Normal routines without stress use to define my life. Now life is defined by the degree of stress I encounter each day. Last night, my favorite pilot in the whole world (also my son-in-law) was in his second car accident in five months. He is a really good guy who loves British cars and life has dealt him the fate of removing two of his favorite vehicles from the roadways in 2006. He and whiplash are well acquainted, over introduced in fact. I am also the mother of an extremely hard-working young lady who finds herself trying to navigate her own health issue. My daughter seems to be able to hold onto her optimism and hope while I find myself in fear of the diagnosis. Life is uncertain that is for sure. The real issues are defined now by comparison, the things that really matter up against the stuff that is hollow without those we love intact. The rabbit trail continues as we contemplate what does intact mean exactly. I am also keenly aware of the fact that I do things I believe are right and good and others interpret them as something else. Trying to navigate each day as it presents itself to us without hurting anyone or ourselves is life. Some days we are successful and other days we are not.

Nona