There Are Things and There Are Things.

So, due to conditions outside of my control or the control of anyone aside from Chase bank and my ankle, my Turkey Day holiday plans were drastically altered. No Pittsburgh for me. I was initially pretty devastated by this news, but it didn't take long (w/the help of my sweetie) to see the flip side of the drama.

And really, that's the key. It was oddly easy to see the flip side of the drama.

I've never had that before.

That trust that somehow, things were supposed to happen and if they don't happen the way I expect? Well then there's something important behind it.

There are often things in your life you rail against. You yell and you scream and you're pissed as fuck and then you get through it.

And then there are things that say "Hey, this may seem to be against your plan but LOOK CLOSELY and you see that there is so much working against this ONE WEETINY PIECE that there has to be a larger concern there."

A larger concern.

Remembering that your life is not weekend moments stolen, but A LARGER CONCERN.

I was thinking about this and realizing that my concerns, though valid, weren't attached to my best interests. Being angry because my plans for a human-defined important holiday were trashed, when within a week after said holiday I would have the love of my life with me for as long as I could keep him?

Well now.

In the face of a pending lifetime, a single Thanksgiving looks... well, kinda small.