Why do we really only notice change
when it’s sad? I mean,
we glide right through the good changes
like we think they’re going to last forever,
barely giving them a nod,
when we should be shining our gratitude on them
like warmth from our glorious Sun –
appreciating them for at least as long
as we spend grieving those that break our hearts.
Not that grief doesn’t have its place –
to everything there is a season, after all. But the good changes,
ah, for those we need to remember to be just as grateful
as we are sad for the ones we could do without.
3/12/24
Karen McCaskey 