Resurfacing

It's been a long time.

I've had a revelaton of sorts, but it's the kind of revelation that comes gently, not as a big bang.

Life's a five-ticket ride.

I realized this tid-bit while purse-holding for my daughter and her friend in Ocean City, NJ as they clamored aboard the roller coaster on Wonderland Pier.

Those five-ticket rides are ardrenalin-filled, short-lived, and a whole lot of fun.  You just need to budget your tickets to be able to experience the rush...and steel yourself that you're going to have to spend a fair amount of time waiting.  The good things, happen, though.  You just have to be patient.

In the meantime, you have to find enjoyment in the little things:  a hug from a child, bottle-feeding a gaggle of stray kittens affectionately dubbed the Cullens, savoring the morning's first cup of coffee, eating hot-buttered popcorn, and enjoying the way sunshine warms your bones. These one-ticket events are pretty remarkable, so we shouldn't take them for granted.

Diappointments come.  They're inevitable in fact.  But if you compare yourself to others you don't realize your own gifts.

We're all pretty remarkable.  We have our own talents, our own uniqueness, our own contributions.  We can't enjoy our ride if we're counting the tickets in someone else's ticket book and wondering how many times they're going to ride.  it's your ticket-book, it's your ride that counts.

If you wait for the good things, they do come.  It just takes time.