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To Adjust.

From Late Latin adiuxtare "to bring near," from ad "to" (see ad-) + Latin iuxta "next, close by" (from suffixed form of PIE root *yeug- "to join").

No matter how much effort I put into organizing my life, putting dots to dots, and connecting them in the end life always demands adjustments. At least from me. 

We adjust to the weather, to the mood, to the times, to fashion, to others, to ourselves, and our moods. To our children, if you have them, we adjust what we say and eat, and share. Life is a never-ending dance of adjustment. We are constantly adjusting to things. We adjust to being loved and to love. We adjust to being - and staying - with someone and that is the biggest adjustment that there is. 

Adjustment requires quick thinking and adaptation. It requires patience because the unexpected brings challenges. 

I had to adjust my time, my training, my writing, my budget, and my mood and this was from 7-12pm. Adjusting is a form of care, it's telling someone, I care for you enough that I am willing to adapt so you will be happy, or I will have more time for you. I wish people could see this the way I do. 

It's proof to me of maturity and being able to adjust without it causing me any distress. When I feel tempted to wrestle over it, I try to pay attention to what really is that I would be wrestling about and most times my resistance vanishes. Most times. 

Things are sometimes too small and you can let go of them. I learned from being a mother, it's only when my Ego interferes that I don't let it go, and 99.9% of the time, I regret it. 

To adjust is to let go of control, and today I let it go, just a bit more. 

Giselle