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So anyway, back in January, I made this wonderful resolve to go to the gym everyday or something ridiculous like that. Seems I am forever making resolves ridiculously and then, WHAM, life happens.

So anyway, after four days in row going to the gym(an awesome record!), life happened.
My mom fell and ended up in the hospital with a cracked and stapled up head.

So that was January. A few days in the hospital, more than a month in rehab, home, starting mom in adult day care, another hospital stay, an attempt at physical therapy and occupational therapy, more days in adult day care, several rounds of antibiotics for urinary tract infections and some other assorted health problems. And becoming mom’s full time caregiver.
And now its June.

What the heck happened?

Seems I’ve lost my life, my resolve, my goals, my dreams, my joy.
Seems I am living a life I really didn’t want.

Many days I have felt like Jonah. “Hell, no God, I am NOT going to Ninevah!!!”

Well, glove up, because here I am in Ninevah.

It has taken me months to get here mentally and spiritually. It has taken months to get to acceptance.

With acceptance, some joy is coming back. Life, for me, works better when I am willing and accepting. It’s better to work with God than to fight with God.

He always wins.