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The Thing About Fog

Thoughts on A Foggy Morning

I woke up this morning and was surprised to see a thick layer of fog had descended over everything, walling me in and reminding me that spring hasn’t yet sprung.

The thing about fog is that even when it’s at its thickest (and it was pretty thick this morning), it never gets me down. I don’t wake up, see the fog, and think “Well crud. There goes my walk this afternoon.”

Instead, I see it and think “This, too, shall pass.”

As the morning goes on, the sun will come out, pouring its heat upon the world. It will burn through the mist and leave a beautiful day in its path.

If only we could hold such optimism for all things in life, eh?

Seeing nothing but the fog of the crappy situation.

When life takes a turn for the worse, it’s easy to get overwhelmed. It’s easy to see that wall of fog surrounding your life and think “This is it. This is how it will always be.”

But I want to challenge you to take whatever crappy situation you might find yourself in and think instead, “This, too, shall pass.”

The last 3 years have been a bit of a struggle for me. My grandfather passed, I was dumped by the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, a good friend of mine received a traumatic brain injury, and my writing mentor passed away. Then covid hit. Then I was kicked out of the apartment I was renting so my landlord could cash in on the hot real estate market.

A lot of fog, amiright?

There were times when I felt sorry for myself and pissed at the world. I couldn’t see beyond the fog of bad stuff that just kept coming. But for whatever reason I’m an eternal optimist. After my (well-deserved) self pitying episodes were over, I picked myself up and said “Let’s get on with it.” I made a Plan with a capital P and went to work figuring sh*t out.

Sometimes, looking at my life right now, it feels like the fog is still there…faded, sure, but not yet fully lifted. But, like the sun that burns away the fog, I know that because I’m putting the work in, there’s a beautiful spring afternoon just waiting on the other side.

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