Setbacks - Bounce Backs

I feel fortunate to live a life where I encounter very few “bumps”, where things pretty much go as planned. So when our house sale fell through 17 days before the closing date, I was thrown for a loop. I got mad, I got sad; I felt it viscerally like the rug was pulled out from under me and I hit the ground hard. So much physical packing up and emotional packing up had already taken place. Vendors/services were scheduled to be terminated and we were all set to move into a temporary rental. And then we pivoted - for which the Covid pandemic was great preparation. Renewed energy was mustered toward canceling appointments, breaking leases, re-hiring service providers. I told the kids who had said their last, teary good-byes that actually, they can return to their child-hood home. It’s still there for them! I take a deep breath as I acknowledge that this is just a small setback in the scheme of life. And when 245 Woodward Street does finally sell, our little “fire drill” will make moving a breeze.