Working Through

Old, forgotten things rear their ugly underbellies at the most inappropriate times, don't they? Experiences, good or bad, never go away. The bad ones we try to deal with. Try to work through it when they happen. But that doesn't mean they're gone. If there's one thing I've learned about life this far, it's that we can have the same experiences in different ways over and over again, even after the original experience is long gone. It comes back up and we learn another lesson. We learn to breathe more. We learn new ways to deal with it. It subsides.

And then a year or two down the road, it comes back again. Let's figure out something new to learn from it this time. Keep breathing. Glean what you can from it. Let it fade back into the background, and prepare for the next phase.

But just like nothing's new, nothing's finished either. I'm trying to find a way to take heart in that...