It’s Sunday! Time to kick back and relax.
The definition of the word “time” when used as a verb is plan, schedule, or arrange when (something) should happen or be done. Obviously we need to go by time to be at work, meetings, appointments, events and so on. But today I am looking at the words “when things should happen.”
I was looking through some old piles of papers, notes, cards, etc. in my office and came across some of the cards I received when my sister suddenly passed away a few years back. For quite a while I couldn’t look at old pictures of her or see her name come up in a Facebook memory without breaking down and crying. While it still makes me sad, and sometimes I still can’t believe it’s real that she is actually gone, time has begun to heal my heart.
Speaking of my office, it is still a mess. I haven’t done anything in there for a few months or more. But this weekend I decided to try to weed through some more of it. I am taking my time with getting it in order and decorated because I don’t want to rush and just throw things in closets or just anywhere. I want to throw away whatever I can or bring items to Goodwill that I no longer will use. I want it to be somewhat organized so I can utilize things better and have the room and space for plans that I would like to bring to pass for my blog and animal advocacy.
I haven’t been blogging as much over the past year. As I’ve mentioned in other posts sometimes in life you have to focus on other things for a while (but my advocacy for animals never stops). I think part of the reason I haven’t been writing as many blog posts is because I am not comfortable in the office. It isn’t a very inviting place right now. It’s been a crazy year. Buying our first home, the move, all of it was a very trying time. When we first moved in, I couldn’t sleep in my bed because I wasn’t comfortable at the new place. I would sleep on the couch with the tv on. In time I adjusted to the bedroom just as I know in time I will be comfortable in the office.
It’s been almost a year since we moved and I’m still adjusting. So this got me thinking, if us human beings struggle with change and need time to adjust, why would we think it would be any different for an animal? If they don’t “fit in” within a certain “time frame” we set for them we lose our patience with them, get frustrated, and maybe even return them. But you see there is no specific time frame for us in getting over the death of a loved one or getting adjusted to a new home just as there isn’t for a new pet to feel safe and comfortable.
In dealing with certain situations that life brings any living being there is no “when things SHOULD happen.” There is only…WHEN it will happen. In time.