With the dawning of the computer, one thing seems to be certain. We cannot live without change.
Not that change hasn’t always been around. All is flux is a standard statement penned millenia ago.
Of course, I didn’t live millenia ago.
The thought of stepping into a stream and seeing the water flow by, with a particle of water never passing the same way twice – or of a snowflake being unique – that type of thought is easy to grasp. Not so easy to grasp is the idea that I am involved deeply in a moment’s change.
I would like to think that I can handle it. But even as I type this, the shift key to make capital letters is slightly smaller than yesterday’s key. And so my capital letters are constantly needing corrected. \here is how a sentence usually starts!! \i’ve just hit the wrong key to create a capital letter.
What necessitated this change. A company who has found maintaining older software is difficult. New programs and progress have made the old obsolete. I have had to upgrade to a new computer with the new software on it – cheaper than fixing the old computer.
Interestingly, in the midst of much transition in my life, a pattern for dealing with grief and change is starting to emerge. I’m not happy, but neither am I discouraged. As the new day and old day touch each other, a new day is forming. In that hope I am thankful.
Change is hard to cope with. I was watching a demo for a new sewing machine that is out and I was flabbergasted, really, by what you could do with it. Too late for me and my own sewing is still excellent for what I do for mending and altering, etc., but some changes and improvements are wonderful. Hope you enjoy your new computer !