Something better this way comes

Forty five years ago today I was married for the first, last and only time.  Fifteen years ago I was divorced.

Today I sat on the deck of my apartment, enjoying a beautiful spring morning and watching my wild ducks, Clara Cluck and Donald Duck (yes I named them) eat the seed I sprinkled on the ground for them.

Life is not perfect.  I have a few health concerns and there is just enough money most of the time.  But I know something now that I didn't know forty five years ago, or fifteen years ago, or really even five years ago.

Most things are not the tragedy I think they are or might be.  In fact, given a chance, life just keeps getting better in some way or another.

I may not be able to see what the good things are that will follow this time, but I have to be careful that does not keep me focused on the negative aspects that I suspect will follow.

There are two good reasons for this.  First of all, I don't really know what negative things will come any more than I know what the good ones could be.  Secondly, the things most likely to come to pass are those things I focus on.

I struggle to be positive knowing that I can expect change and it will likely be something better coming my way.