I am not good at change in general. Some experts say the more we change it up, the better we get at change. Some say those that live into their 90s handle change well.
I have to work on CHANGE. I drag myself through Change with it's unknown frightening face. I remember my dear Nana, when 90, put into a nursing home said to me tearfully, "I'll get used to it."
She never really did, but she championed the change by helping others in the nursing home. It wasnt' for HER, that she was there, it was for them.
She would 'Adopt" a resident and make it her business to get them to the dining table on time or to Mass with her. She was an amazing woman. She loved to laugh.
Maybe I should TALK to her as Change rears its head these days. Do you talk to someone who has died?
Even Change that I construct myself can throw me off. How do you work through Change even when it is for something wonderful?
On the knit front, I changed my project yesterday. By choice, I cast on for a baby beret for a friend. That's one welcome and fun change.....
Is Change your friend or your tax collector?