The Unexpected

I’m not a fan of the unexpected. It stalks me. Always looming overhead.

I like control. I like knowledge. I like familiar situations.

Despite my fears though, the unexpected is sometimes wonderful. Instead of fear, I find friends. But most of all, the unexpected can ground me. It weeds through the chaos to cut to what matters quickly and efficiently.

Time to take my new found love of cows and head back to the hospital. More soon.

Mooooo

13 thoughts on “The Unexpected

  1. Mandi Bone

    Sending you good thoughts.
    Here is a cow story to make you laugh. My father thought it would be a great lesson teacher to buy me a cow then have it slaughter and I could sell the meat and I would get the money. I was like 9. I cried about the slaughter part and my Daddy didn’t make me. So I had a cow till I was in college then it died of old age and I made him bury it.It required a tractor, a bulldozer, and a backhoe.
    .-= Mandi Bone´s last blog ..Judged =-.

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