The past few days remind me of the most important life lesson I have ever learned. Tough times require work.
When a problem is encountered it is up to me to find the solution.
Yes, I usually look for the easiest way first. Learning as much as I can, think it through with the realization that unseen deterrents will arise along the way.
The hardest part often is just the getting started.
Once begun the task no matter the difficulty diminishes with every ounce of effort to overcome it. Mistakes will guide me in the right direction.
It is OK to ask for help. I may not be able to overcome a challenge alone.
For me it OK to get angry as that is probably going to occur as it is my nature. Anger may also cause interference to get the job done rapidly.
I accept my fallibility of loosing self control as long as it does not become an obsession that keeps me from the goal I am after. Many times my anger allows me to refocus and move on.
That too is a learned condition of achieving. The long road may not be the quickest one but the one I must travel to get to where I need to be to find resolution.
Blame never accomplishes, it only slows me down. A lesson shamefully I learn again and again. Telling myself to look in the mirror yet again and there lies the answer. Do the work.
What makes me write the gibberish above is sort of a how photographing in far from ideal conditions the past few days makes me enjoy being out more. The challenge to compete with myself and overcome the urge to pack it in and retreat.
This virus that has caused this country so much trouble is natural.
We must accept the challenge.
Look in the mirror to find resolution.
Stop the blame. Get angry. Get over it. Ask for help when we need it.
Do what we can to lesson the mistakes we have already learned.
Accept the difficulty of separation and recognize that it is not going to be easy, fast, or what I want to do but must.
Yet, again. Do the work.
A fire can not burn if it has no fuel. Don’t be the fuel. It is that simple.
It is a hardship we must accept, take the time apart as work required, absence may very well make our hearts grow fonder.
That I can use more of, fondness for others a self-medication, and a blissful cure all….
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