May has arrived and that means that summer has arrived in Ireland but whilst the weekend gave us a glimpse of balmy warm weather one day, the next we found ourselves caught in a freezing cold hail stone shower. As strange as it may sound, the crazy Irish weather got me thinking about how things change, in a second, and without warning.
When I first set up my blog back in January, I knew this year was going to be an interesting one. While it was going to be exciting, and fun, full of travel and adventures, it was also going to be challenging, and hard, due to some changes I’m going through. You’ll have heard me talk about this already if you’ve been reading my blog for a while, and apologies if I’m boring you, but you know, sometimes you just need to talk it out!
Given the worrier that I am, I’ve always worried about change, what it means for me, how I will cope, how I will come out the other side. And of course I’ve always coped, I’ve always come out the other side, and I’ve almost always been better off because of it. So why am I always so resistant?
Does anyone else go through this? It may be why I challenged myself in my New Year’s resolutions not to sweat the small stuff so much, and I’m trying, let me tell you I’m trying. But sometimes you just want to scream out the stress and wish you could wake yourself up from a situation so that things could go back to being ‘normal’ again. But maybe the only normalcy in life is change…
I’m talking in riddles again I know, forgive me and my tendancy to do that. While I share so much of my life and thoughts in my blog, somethings I just can’t talk about things in as much detail as I would like. Not because I don’t want to, but more for self-preservation really.
But the subject really isn’t the issue here, it’s the change. And I don’t know why it always surprises me. What’s that famous quote again; the only certainty in life is that nothing is certain?
Well that’s definitely true about the weather anyway.