You never know when life is going to throw you a curve ball. No matter how prepared we may think we are, something can always surprise us. Lately, curve balls have come in the form of death. Today, I received news that a robust 57 year old had passed. What a shame!

We tend to make plans and think that we have things figured out, but life always has its own plan. I remember when my brother Ronny died.* That was a curve ball from hell.

Falling from a cliff at the age of nineteen sent me whirling.* I was ready and willing to jump back into my life no matter how messed up it was at the time. Laying on a boulder, unable to move under my own power was a curve ball that forced me to hit the deck. Complete and utter disbelief filled my world.

I survived it all–that’s the bottom line. The two events changed my life and my perspective on life, but I adjusted. I think that is what we really need to do, adjust to change. Not so easy, but it is possible.

In this moment I ask myself, “How are you, really?” The reply is different each time I ask, but it is the moment, the present that draws me in.

I certainly can’t predict the future. If I could I’m not sure what I would do with it. It would be terribly difficult to watch those curve balls coming across home plate; knocking people that I love and care about to their knees. And so, I am going to go on, in this moment and accept what I have in total and complete gratitude. Because I know that another curve ball may be just around the corner and I want to hit it out of the park with a huge smile on my face. Be well... Nancy T.

Happy Spring Training!!!!!! Go Cubs...

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