Change... Spare and otherwise.

Shit has defiantly changed and what has not, is in the fast lane for doing so.
As much as I hate this, I have no choice but to float along the river, like a leaf shaken from it's tree by a huge wind storm and watch the scenery as it changes with each mile I float.

Yeah, analogy girl strikes!

But I am weary of trying to hold onto something the wind is trying to dislodge.
So with as much grace as I can muster, I am going to do my best to just float along and enjoy the ride. After all, I may end up in a most beautiful place. *hey, it can happen!!

For now.. i am still floating down the rapids, and I am still reeling a bit from the shock of being ripped from my tree, (took a while due to cancer to "get it" but I do now, and I am a bit behind in my emotional healing process, though physical is going brilliantly) and I have been busy crashing from sharp rock to sharp rock... But the good news is. I am out of the worst of it, and the rocks I bump into lately are much smoother and more just a solid reminder of my new local, rather then the sharp pain if those first jagged rocks. I can only imagine it continues to get better from here on out. :)

So, float I will
Stop trying to push my way upstream, I will
Enjoy the view where I am, I will
and realize everything changes, nothing ever stays the same, I will do that too...
Trying like the dickens to enjoy where my feet (or leaf, if we are still playing with analogies) are right this very moment.

Heck.... i am Joyfully cancer free!!!
Everything else is simply icing on the cupcake. Perfect yummy butter-cream icing, that I intend to lick from my fingers with a wild abandon !!!
Over
And out~
(and doing quite alright)
:)