The Only Constant in Life is Change....sort of

A very wise group of drug addicts once told me that "the only constant thing in life is change."  The statement is simple, but it took me a second to really grasp the gravity of the concept.  Granted, I may have had an increased amount of difficulty grasping said concept, considering the fact that at the time I had become a human test subject for which anti-depressant different mental health professionals thought would work best and was such a cluster-fuck of imbalanced chemicals, moods, failed suicide attempt reflections, and self-disappointment.....but that might be a little off-track.  Anyway, they told me that the only constant in life is change.  And that with that change, if we are open and receptive to the situation and to new ideas, that we can only grow from each change.

The last 72 hours have been the most uncertain, rocky, emotional and life-changing then, conversely, life-changing-back-to, that I can remember having in the past year.

So, without wanting to go into too much detail, as to anyone else my life may seem like one big melo-dramatic laughable joke, I will say this:  yes, the only constant in life is, indeed, change....even when the change is changed.  And as much as I wanted to push forward and journey on to some next mysterious phase, it seems like there are some matters that I have to tend to here first before I can really take my leave and say goodbye to this Sin filled little cluster of track homes, gated communities, and mega-resorts/hotels we call home.

At the end of this whole "change-esqe" episode, however, I am happy and relieved to report that yes, indeed, growth certainly did occur.  And I definitely think it was so crucial and overdue to occur and significant that only more "happy to report" items will pop up in the coming months.