A thought that crossed my path last night:
We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. E.M. Forster
So many things changed over the course of the fall and winter seasons. I started a new job, found a wonderful knitting group, made new friends, and got used to a new routine. We also lost our hound, the thought of which still brings on the tears. A quick and harsh diagnoses of lymphoma cancer.
The many chains of events that bring us to the place we are seem to happen just as a matter of course. I am grateful for the day and the daughter who suggested the new job; just as much as I am grateful for the hound still with us.
Take life as it comes, we are told. And as an old hymn suggests:
Keep me traveling along with you.