I know that I am a child of parents that always took each day as it came with not much anticipation but with much fortitude. One that I love just stretches my disbelief on what to expect next. Each of us each day has discomfort, pain, even something that may need a band-aid. Many we know have a short time to live as they battle diseases. We suck it up and know that we live in a world that was destined by Adam’s actions in the Garden of Eden to live in a less than perfect world. Why the drama over each and every quirk that our body may deliver to us? Ride it out. Stretch it out. Get so busy you forget about yourself without feeling the need to make it public, seeking affirmation that someone is going to pay attention to you come hell or high water. It does allow for feeling of disappointment within me. I am now going to do a Forest Gump “that’s all I have to say about that.”