I love how change occurs in my life. So slightly, so incrementally – at least most of the time – that I don’t even realize it and yet part of me always expects change to happen overnight.
“This scale can’t possibly be right. The diet’s going on three days now and I still haven’t lost 10 pounds.”
And how often do we find ourselves in the “don’t confuse me with the facts, my mind is made up” mode? If I had only realized years ago that everything changes me or at least it should.