STANDING MY GROUND

I got a call from a very good friend last weekend. It is always a pleasure to get in touch with “S-3” because she has is one of my true friends, True friend in the sense that she will never hesitate to tell me the truth no matter how painful it maybe. That’s probably why I don’t tell her everything that’s happened in my life. Not in real-time anyways. 

It’s good that her reason for calling isn’t about another sad story(Angela, God Bless Your soul) .  Like a true friend, she’s checking up on me regarding professional issues because of organizational movements in our :”NAVY”  circle of friends. 

I told S-3 that I was fine and was eagerly waiting for things to unfold . No need to get concerned because I am anchored in my present work and not seeking bluer oceans to sail. With that said, S-3 shifts to light conversation and we relived  old moments. 

For me, this is not the time to move. This is the time to stand firm and hold ground.  No matter what movements the present storm brings in, survivors don’t quit. They claw, chew, bite, and do everything to endure. In the end, survivors make it through any rough situation that presents itself. 

For now it’s better to not to think so much about the future. The present is developing so fast, I could hardly catch my breath.