weebugknits

It seems strange that both of my girls have grown so much over the past few years. When they were babies, it seemed like it would be forever until they were teenagers, and then all of the sudden that time arrived. I am still trying to wrap my head around that, especially since in part of my own mind, it hasn’t been that long since I was in high school.

Time is an interesting thing. It means one thing when we are young and the years stretch before us like the winding path that never ends. Then in the middle comes the reality that decisions can change our pathway, whether they were conscious decisions or events that we had no control over. Dealing with those little (or big) bumps in the road are what form the fabric of who we are, and it is how we chose to deal with them that helps to define the outcome.

It has been ten years since I was diagnosed with breast cancer. While I can’t wish that diagnosis on any one, I am grateful for the lessons learned and the reminder that each day is a gift, and that there is no right or wrong way to deal with it. Each of us deals with the cards that we have been dealt in our own time, in our own way. While I couldn’t sit idly by without taking action, there is also a portion of the population who can not make a decision without weighing every minute detail. Personally, I get so overwhelmed with the details, that it is at times better to just dive in and start a course, and worry about the bigger picture as I go along. Upon retrospect, it does backfire a bit.

I am learning to find a balance between knowing too much and knowing enough to make an informed, intelligent choice in the paths that I need to take. Unfortunately, it seems to take me longer than most to learn that particular life lesson.