Again with the Cycles

One thing or period or saga ends and another begins.  That's life.  As I said before, I am moving.  I still have the really big stuff to go, like the washer and dryer and the bed and dresser and the desk with the computer and the TV.  But a lot of what made it livable is already in the new place--the dining room table, the couch, the rugs. 

I get very frustrated when I think about the changes, but then I consider it a new challenge.  It is the place I suppose God wants me to be.  It is a place I didn't really want to be, but you do what you can to help, or you do what you have to, or you just do the next thing.

I have this irrational idea that things will improve when we are living together.  I will be able to give Carol a bath more often, and I will fix meals on a regular schedule.  I will help Sarah more and help channel her energies.  Sure I will.  All these wonderful things will occur.  So if they don't we're no worse off than we were before.  Except that we've spent a lot of money to learn this lesson.  There I go being negative again.

Life is a learning experience.  And it is a loving experience.  I love Carol and Sarah.  If I can help them, that's enough.  If it goes sour, at least I tried.  Who knows?  Something beautiful may come out of this.