the other side. . .

last week i was stressing out about change. then, just as you decide it's not what you want. . .good change comes about.

we had planned on taking young christopher camping this weekend. the weather here is on the very edge of changing. that means that sometimes it's really nice, and other times it's still monsoon-ish. that means humid and a bit warm.

two nights we had the windows open at night and the air conditioner off. the third night i woke up about 2 in the morning boiling hot. go figure.

being a weatherman in the phoenix area has to be about the easiest job on the planet. 95% of the time if you say sunny and dry, you hit the nail on the head. i think i heard 2 weeks ago that the "monsoons are officially over." well, someone forgot to mention that fact to mother nature as she's continued to build up those afternoon clouds and winds almost every night.

but i digress.

so we promised christopher a camping weekend. then mr. weatherman said it was going to rain that night. so we cancelled camping for saturday night and decided to take him to the dirt track sunday morning. problem is, w already had made plans to take an offroad trip to mount lemmon with some friends.

not wanting to disappoint chris once again, he cancelled his trip in favor of the track. tell me that's not one special grandfather!

and what a pleasant morning we had. w rode austin's yz250, i rode my ttr230 following christopher around, picking him up when he fell and giving instructions when i could. it was an incredible day.

this change was good, very good.

Changes

i can't for the life of me figure out if i like them or not.

i love the changes that happen when i'm on the road, in my professional life and personal life. . .not so much. even though i know things are likely to change again just as quickly, i still have this natural reaction to panic. at the very least, i'm uncomfortable.

and how many times have i said "i have never had a time when a change that i thought was going to be bad, did not turned out to be better for me." sigh. so here i am again.

and i guess it's a "comfort zone". i hate that phrase. we should all live outside of our comfort zone a bit more in our lives. keeps us sharp, keeps us aware of what is going on around us.

and just by getting this out, i'm feeling better already.

i guess the word that needs to go hand-in-hand with change is, perspective.

here's to better days!