Perspective is Everything - Part 1

I moved to the couch so Bailey could sit with me. She was unsettled because she couldn't find her 'spot' amidst the newly acquired and rearranged furniture.

We used to sit on the couch together each morning while I had my tea and writing time, but now I have a new 'spot'. My cozy nook beneath The Activity of Love painting in the golden wingback chair that belongs to my 98-year-old grandmother is a tight fit for Bailey.

Up until a few weeks ago, grandma's chair sat right beside grandpa's chair in the home they shared since before I was born. After yet another fall, grandma has been forced to sell her home and is now living with her son. That's a story for another time.

So many pieces of furniture needed a new home and now, here they are! It feels good to keep grandma and grandpa's chairs together, just as they had been for all those years.

Today, I'm noticing how keeping one tradition alive has broken another (Bailey & Me Couch Time!).

Reaching a new equilibrium when things change, especially unexpected change, can be uncomfortable. It takes time to adjust, and sometimes, in Bailey's case, a little panting and pacing back and forth. 😁

What we do with our discomfort while we wait in the unknown has everything to do with how we experience the influx of change that comes.

Today, I set up a folding table and brought my tea and journal to the 'old couch' in its new spot, where Bailey settled right in beside me. Sitting here afforded me a fresh perspective of how grandma and grandpa's chairs fit into their new home.