Monday, April 07, 2008

It isn't about waiting for the storm to pass; It's about learning to Dance in the Rain!!!

I came across this quote the other day and it stuck with me like a black-capped chickadee stuck on a Hot Shot No-Pest Strip! (A story for another day. Thankfully, they now put a protective grid over those sticky yellow strips.)

Isn't that all life is about... Learning to dance in the rain, making lemonade out of lemons? No one's life is perfect. Everyone has their own No-Pest Strips to avoid. We choose how we deal. Some days, I dance in the rain. Other days, I drown in the puddle.

Lately I have been, at very least, splashing face down in the puddle and I really don't like it. It is so out of character for me. I am a laugher, not a whiner. I still get angry sometimes that certain things for me will never be the same. And as if having MS wasn't enough, I am now 50 so you can all imagine what stage of life I am fast approaching. What really makes me mad about it all, is that I am not even going to be able to do this midlife thing gracefully. As soon as I get the nerve to call the doctor, I am going to have to have surgery to remove what little bit of hormones I still have squirting out. Then it's all baritone and facial hair for me.

Just when you want to wallow and be mad at the world for your personal aggravation, you get an email from a dear old friend whose husband is terminally ill, or a phone call from a new "old friend" who tells you about a young mother of two, a four year old and one year old who is paralyzed from a car accident.

Then all I can say is, you better get your fluffy butt up, grab your umbrella and dance in the dang rain!