Sorting it Out

I have so often told my friends and family that it takes time to adjust to change. Usually two months on average maybe longer. Why then do I feel the urgent need to "be okay" now. Why do I not heed my own advice?  Do I think I'm some super human exempt from time and its constraints? I have less control than I would like to think. It takes time to sort things out. You have to give yourself that time.

I had brushed up along the path the mulch from the bed that had accumulated over time, washed down by rains and wind. Along with the pile of mulch came some stones mixing into the pile, some not quite so obviously seen. Certainly I would be foolish to just pick up the pile and toss it. After all the stones belonged in the path, they were part of it that needed to be kept there. And so I began to sort through the pile of mulch/stone, picking carefully the stones that belonged and placing them in the path from where they came. The stones that I would keep, the items that made sense, that I enjoyed being around and with, that were still part of the original deeper belonging. And the mulch that is left will be thrown back onto the bed from which it came.