Adventure

I texted my oldest, on the verge of a Major Life Event, that “life is an adventure, and an adventure is just difficulty and stress that you accept, laugh at, and learn from.”  I will be honest and admit that I had the Walter Mitty movie in mind.  It was cliched in some respects, but cliches exist because they usually represent abundant realities.

Well, I am having my own adventure.  I sent that in part to myself.  I just cancelled all my Facebook news feeds, and am going to put myself, to the extent possible, on a news fast.  I am going to try and see my new therapist twice a week until most of the horror is gone.  As I believe I’ve shared, the movie which best represents the emotional tone of my family is “Texas Chainsaw Massacre”.  When I told that to the last therapist (who is in another State, hence the new one), she said “we may have some work to do.” [I will add, can we not assume that Toby Hooper had his own share of trauma, that this movie came from somewhere, and not somewhere pleasant?]

As I’ve shared, I like to think of myself as a Master Sergeant, as a professional NCO, but not yet at the fully politicized level.  I try to do my work well, silently (you can laugh out loud at that), and with full commitment.

I am relieving myself of my operational duties for the time being.  I am not going to fight anyone on anything for a while.  There are others who can and will take my place.