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Get dragged, kicking and screaming...

I like routine. I like comfort. I like to know, when I get up in the morning, about how my day is going to go. I think most people are like this: we feel safe when we can calmly anticipate the future.

And yet, over and over again, Life keeps showing me that I can't get comfy. There is too much change. Circumstances change, then I have to change. I don't wanna. I wanna lay down on the floor, and have a temper tantrum. It doesn't do any good: I still get dragged, kicking and screaming into my future.

There are a lot of trite things we can say about change: "I don't know what the future holds, but I know God holds the future." Yeah, well, that's not very comforting when you're scared, confused, unhappy and your head is spinning. Please, God, can I just keep on keeping on? No change for me, thanks! I'm perfectly happy where I am! Give my bucket of change to someone else, please! I don't think I'll be taking any change now; maybe later, k?

However, the opposite of change is stagnation, and I KNOW I do not want that. I'm not yet where I want to be, even though the known is more comfortable than the unknown. Maybe I should re-think the whole temper tantrum thing. Maybe I should act like a Big Girl, making the choice to be a willing participant in my life, rather than a victim. I will embrace the change and step boldly forward, rather than get dragged forward. Yes, I shall.

Right after I dry my tears.

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