Handling Changes
This morning my daughter called me at 7:45 to tell me to turn on the news. I watched as the World Trade Center collapsed and wondered what the people on those airplanes felt as they flew toward it. My friends Norris called, as I knew she would, fearful for herself and her family. My college-aged sons stayed glued to the TV, only leaving for classes or jobs. I was their age when President Kennedy was assassinated. I remember watching ever minute of that tragedy. I know my kids must be wondering what will become of their world, what their lives will be like. I have been dealing with big changes in my life lately and it has been difficult to adjust to those changes. I moved this week from a volunteer job with people that I dearly loved to another job. I miss the people I won’t be seeing anymore so much that I can’t even think about them without wanting to race back to them and the comfortable routine of being with them each Friday. Then, one of our sons moved home and is taking a semester