Ok, so this might be considered TMI, but you know me… I just can’t help myself.
I’ve noticed that I spend more time in the bathroom voiding my bladder. Rather than a raging river, I’ve become more of a mild stream—not to be confused with a stagnant pool or a trickling brook. Have I used enough euphemisms?
Medically, I’m fine; according to my doctor, I have an “age-appropriate” prostate. But it left me thinking about the stage of my life and the state of my health. While I pondered, finally satisfied that all I can do is watch, wait, and be as conscious of changes as possible, it occurred to me that there is a lesson here.
Standing in the bathroom, doing my business (ha, another euphemism), I impatiently waited for completion. The factor I can control is how I frame this and what I can actually do. The answer came back loud and clear—a total reminder of one of my failings:
Patience in all things!
What we control is minuscule compared to all the things floating around in our thoughts. For me, I need to be more patient and at peace with whatever happens. My raging river of thoughts and concerns would be more beneficial if I could turn them into a peaceful pool of calm and acceptance.
How do you manage your thoughts around changes in your life?
