Grace Neutralizes the Invisible Cost of Entry
I didn't expect this phase of life. Call it a midlife crisis, call it reinvention. I've been on this rollercoaster many times, and the hardest part is waiting for it to stop, unhooking my seatbelt, and getting out of the car.
The trouble is when I can't see the seatbelt or an exit out of the car. Before I can get out, it takes off again. I'm riding that roller coaster again, and again, and again.
I may sit down to a meal and find myself on that terrible roller coaster again, screaming my fears into the open air. Hurling forward up and down and in spirals, wishing for nothing more than the experience to end.
Why do I continue to ride the roller coaster?
What am I talking about?
It's Easter. A time when families congregate is no different than Thanksgiving, the New Year, and any other festival. I won't go into details about what upset me, but I'll talk around it. If it helps me, perhaps it will help you.
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