Having been stuck in the playa of denial and bargaining for several years, and having briefly visited with anger, I move on down the road toward acceptance.
But look what being stuck for so long has done.
The shadows are lengthening over the mountains, and a light fog is developing. I have still to travel down into the valley, up through the mountains, and through a pass that is difficult in daylight. I will have to move more slowly now, in the dim light, to be careful.
It will take much longer than anticipated, to do it right, so that I might end this leg of the journey without the fears and frustrations and anxieties that had traveled with me for so long.
And, in the end, perhaps not so hard. Just a gentle letting go of expectations and concerns. An understanding that I can control only myself, and nobody else. That I must let others remain wherever they choose to be.
"We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us." It's time to let go. Time to move into the sunshine again.
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:" Ecclesiastes 3:1 [KJV]