People are looking for stability in a shaky world. They want something they can get hold of that's firm and sure and an anchor in the midst of all of this instability in which they're living.
~ Gordon B. Hinkley
~ Gordon B. Hinkley
The world is vastly different from the world I grew up in as a child. While I know this, innately, it was driven home in full force this past week as my son started high school -- an experience much changed since my high school days eons ago. A big adjustment for both of us -- one that leaves me longing for what was (to me) simpler times.
And in less than two months, I am retiring after many (gulp) years in the aerospace industry. It seems like just yesterday that I walked into work, a "wet behind the ears" college graduate. While I am looking forward to this change of life, it is also brings it share of change and attendant stress.
Change is all around, and, along with death and taxes, seems to be one of those immutable laws. We all are looking for something familiar in the midst of all the change, something to anchor us and give us some sense of normalcy.
My retreat into normalcy lies in my horse. River is boarded at a stable, and while I don't get out to see River as often as I should (and that will be changing with retirement), I relish the times I do get out to see her as well as the other horses and "horse people" at the barn. Hearing River's nicker, brushing her down -- even cleaning her stall is a welcome respite from the world spinning around me. River is my therapist, who accept payment in the form of care and attention -- and the occasional treat.
So, bring on the changes! When the going gets tough, this lady is going to go smell the hay, shovel (real) horse manure, and plant a big hug on her favorite equine -- and all will be well with the world.
And in less than two months, I am retiring after many (gulp) years in the aerospace industry. It seems like just yesterday that I walked into work, a "wet behind the ears" college graduate. While I am looking forward to this change of life, it is also brings it share of change and attendant stress.
Change is all around, and, along with death and taxes, seems to be one of those immutable laws. We all are looking for something familiar in the midst of all the change, something to anchor us and give us some sense of normalcy.
My retreat into normalcy lies in my horse. River is boarded at a stable, and while I don't get out to see River as often as I should (and that will be changing with retirement), I relish the times I do get out to see her as well as the other horses and "horse people" at the barn. Hearing River's nicker, brushing her down -- even cleaning her stall is a welcome respite from the world spinning around me. River is my therapist, who accept payment in the form of care and attention -- and the occasional treat.
So, bring on the changes! When the going gets tough, this lady is going to go smell the hay, shovel (real) horse manure, and plant a big hug on her favorite equine -- and all will be well with the world.
