Clearly, given the length of time since that last delirious post about every day should be so much fun, and this post, there has not been a lot of fun having around Lottabusha. In fact, things rather started going immediately downhilll from that point forward.
So, my absence is a bit of an indication of those series of hits piling up, and zapping resilience. Most of the time, experiencing difficulties--once I work through them in my fashion--have enabled me to have greater compassion for the experiences of others, and greater depth of understanding for why it is so hard for some people, along with a dose of acknowledgement and thankfulness for my blessings, and the awareness that I could be standing hip deep in fish guts in a freezing processing room.
Our experiences teach us to expect something good behind that closed door, or to avoid opening it for fear of what might be there. Even when we have "learned" Open the Door! Open the Door! It's good stuff! there is always the possibility that it won't be. For me, the challenge when it's not what we want behind the door has been to re-imagine it until it becomes the good stuff--Not Pollyanna good stuff, but something that I do not need to fear, and something that I am confident I will be able to manage, one way or the other.
What's behind the door for you--the Lady, or the Tiger?