When facts get better clarified, we change our plans. Or give up on them.
Which is it for you?
Plans don’t change.
Holding tight to something, rolling down life’s runway, like children on some merry-go-round – no hold on people, things or moments in time.
Life turns out differently than we predict.
At best, we watch our plans chugging along, moving away from us, like a slow train leaving the station – plans moving further away from us with each passing moment. It seems easy to let go of plans that have outlived their usefulness, ones that proved untenable based on changes (better understanding of facts) or because we simply lost interest …
I think our best plans are ones we’ve built with change in mind – because change is the only constant. Facts change, actions of others change but mostly, our own thinking changes. Every day. Sometimes minute-to-minute.
Recent conversations about loss of function, changes of life expectations have resonated as I recall conversations with my dad as his agility, reflexes and functions waned … and soon (but not too soon I hope) I’ll stare down that reality.
Will the decline of aging cause me to let loose of my dreams, or fight harder to make them a reality?
Lucky we, who make it to this stage, having escaped what slays people early, cut them down too young, torpedoes their dreams – we’ve dodged bullets, come away unscathed.
Oh lucky us.
Perils, adventures too, show up on random street corners.
When change shows up we can ignore it, fight it, or welcome it – invite it in, as you would an old friend …
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 7C/44F, chilly breeze, mostly cloudy with some light on the horizon at dark-past-6, showers/thunderstorms in the forecast, Gusta compliant and walking easy, as was I; looking forward to ankle-pain-free days, heading off now to Priddis for a BOMA Golf day …