Everything Comes Together in the End

It’s three in the afternoon, and I forgot to write my blog post. Sometimes, I have no idea where my head is.

I’ve forgotten important matters more than once. Like planning dinner, and attending a party in which my son and husband were the main guests. Once I left a pile of shrimp on the kitchen counter all day long. Needless to say, the smell of that reminder lingered for days.

It would be easy to beat myself up for forgetting, but if I did that, I’d be black-and-blue by now. It would easy to give up and say it can’t be fixed. I could whine and moan and complain, but what would that accomplish? And to degrade ourselves for a simple act of forgetting is just pointless.

The truth is, we all make mistakes. We all forget. And usually, there is nothing so important that a simple solution can’t be found.

Like the shrimp dinner, which was replaced with a quick grilled tuna sandwich. And this forgotten blog post led to a little letter to you, to remind you that life isn’t as serious as we sometimes make it. Little things aren’t worth fretting over. And everything comes together in the end.

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6 thoughts on “Everything Comes Together in the End”

  1. I don’t forget day to day things as much as lose my memory of places I’ve been. I’ll say – oh looks like a nice restaurant – I’ll have to try it, and my husband will say, Karen, we went there a few years ago. Oh, well when I forget how to use my key, then I’ll worry!

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