In April, my husband of 44 years was diagnosed with stage 4 lymphoma. As a result we’ve spent the the last 8 months going back and forth from NH to Boston (2 hour drive) emergency room, intensive care, chemo — we’ve done it all. On Monday we learned that what we have done so far has not worked and our remaining options are all poor. I am dealing with this frankly sucky situation by taking each day as it comes hoping for the best and planning for the worst. Anything that I can’t directly affect goes into a box to think about later — if ever.
It may be that when you’re a carpenter every problem looks like a nail, but I see the election results in the same way. I didn’t like the game we were playing (felt the Bern) but did everything I could to get the best result possible. So take each day as it comes hoping for the best and planning for the worst. Put anything that you can’t directly affect into a box to think about later — if ever.