I wonder why for the three years after I was diagnosed with ARVD and took that time to get life back to normal that I did not care as much about my dwelling and other life aspects as I do now. Perhaps it is because I take care of others now that I finally respect my own personal affects.
Any time that I get an opportunity (like for the past two days because a client’s family member is ill), that I shift into high gear and do everything I can to get my place back to what I want it to be; organized and clean as a whistle. Before I thought the work was daunting, now it just seems fulfilling. Perhaps I am growing up as I grow older. Maybe because I realize that With Age Comes Respect, I am finally able to fully appreciate and respect my own world. At least I figured it out before it was too late!
So, I am at home today, taking care of business and thoroughly enjoying the fact that I am doing so. If only I had realized sooner, but really, would it have meant as much! I’ve never really been very philosophical, but perhaps I am getting there – in my middle age.