The Ribbon in My Journal – Phyllis Hoffman DePiano

Working Through Change

There’s one thing that is for certain in life: everything changes. I hate change. I love going to my favorite restaurant and knowing my favorite dish will be right on the menu, center column, fourth from the top. But the real springer?­ One day I went there, and there was a new menu for the season. Oh no, change!

Why does change bother us? I realize some change is good, but most of us are happy where we are, doing exactly what we want to do. Change is unsettling.

With great humor, I watch the seating order in church. When a new couple comes in and sits down, the reaction from the people whose seat they have “taken” is hilarious. Not that they mind, but they have to move. Move? Oh my, everything looks different from another seat!

How do we accept change? That is the question we will all be asking ourselves for the rest of our lives. Sometimes change is brought upon us, and there is nothing we can do. Change sometimes occurs by our decisions to change. And then there is natural change that takes place as we age.

I have a marvelous, wonderful, talented, genius, young doctor whom I adore. He is younger than my sons. Going for a visit is actually delightful because he lets you know everything is going to be fine, even when you are discouraged. We were going through the vitamins and meds that I am taking, and he said the most amazing thing: “This vitamin has all kinds of great stuff for a woman your age.”

A WOMAN MY AGE?  Are you kidding? I could blend in with the 40 year olds… well, maybe not. Without thinking, I held up my fist and said, “If you say that again, I will show you what a woman my age can do!” He about fell off his stool laughing. It was a funny moment. I am old enough to be his mother, and so that’s our standing joke—for a woman my age.

Change is here. It’s happening, and we have to embrace it. The good news is everyone ages at the same time. Have you noticed that? Days aren’t going any faster for me than for you. In my mind I will always be 30, my mother will always be 50, and I don’t look any different than I did in high school. Well, that’s in my mind. But I can tell you this: my shoes from high school still fit perfectly. 

Love life, love change, and meet every day with a smile!

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