One thing I know today; it will come my turn to get off the ride, straighten my clothes, get my bearings and walk on. I don't know how long I'll have to wait, but the waiting becomes tolerable because I know it will not last forever.
It is in these times I am learning to give myself grace. Okay, I didn't get up at 5 and exercise or meditate, or even (sometimes) take a shower. I am up, I am in the game. Tomorrow will look better.
It is in these times that I can assimilate what has happened. I can mull it over, file it away for reference at a later date. I can also count it among the many ingredients of my life that makes me, me. Today, a richer concoction than I was yesterday or the day before.
Hopefully, I will take the ups and the downs and let them marinade into a fuller flavored life. Tomorrow is another day. Fantasizing the freedom to graze on my plateau in preparation for the climb ahead.