Adapt
Adapt It’s been a bit tough for me lately in getting used to new situations in my life, and it’s starting to feel a bit annoying as I’ve gotten older, especially since my heart attack and back surgery have made my health a bit more fragile. I’m finding it a bit scary to take more pills each day, and each day I face the mirror, and what do I see? Change. Plus, Becky seems to be watching over me more closely now, which means more rules to follow. I’m adapting . I wasn’t a great ball player, but I’ve been involved in sports for years, even rode motorcycles back in the day, jogged for thirty years on concrete and asphalt…but no more. I’m trying to adapt . We moved from Kentucky to North Carolina, and the change from Kentucky’s dark navy blue to North Carolina’s wimpy pale blue is hard to swallow. I’m trying to adjust . My only option is Duke blue, which is similar to Kentucky blue. But when I tell my friends in Kentucky, they don’t seem too happy about it either. I’m not sure ...