The day is only half over and I am at my max level of frustration.
Being a retired person in today’s world is not easy. I spent the morning searching for a primary care provider who accepts our insurance. Hours later, after bouncing back and forth between the insurance website and various physician websites, I thought I had found someone. They have what appears to be good credentials, great patient reviews, accepts our insurance, AND accepts new patients. I call. Many prompts later I am connected to a real live person. She tells me: only a few of their physicians accept new patients, my husband and I don’t choose a physician, the available care providers review our completed paperwork and decide which provider would best suit our needs. She directed me to their website–I had spent considerable time there already–where I could find the many-paged new patient documents and return them via email, regular mail, or bring the forms into them.
Okay, thank you, bye.
I am learning that I need to take a break when things seem to be a little more insane than usual. This was one of those times. I am stepping back to share some of the things that have made me smile over the past few days. My internal scale of balance is reaching a critical tipping point.
Attached to my blog today is a picture of a little tiny cross given to me by an elderly woman who was in line with me at our local Walmart. She turned around, smiled, and asked me if she could give me something. Well…I was in Texas…I was at Walmart…BUT she was a tiny little lady so I said, yes. She reached into her pocket and pulled out that very small cross. She pressed it into my hand with a “God Bless You.”
I had to smile.
I put the little beige cross in my pocket. When I got home I put it on my desk where it reminds me every day that I AM blessed.
My husband, Michael, and I live outside a tiny little town in the hill country of Texas. Not really in the country but not in the mainstream of the city, either. We have a fair amount of wildlife around us. We have a young buck who visits us several times a day. He is very curious, healthy looking, and handsome. We’ve named him Gorge. There are several feral cats in the hood, meaning sooner or later, we will have new kittens. We have a very busy and cute litter of kittens romping around the neighbor’s backyard, with a second litter in the wings. The first litter has three adorable kits, named by Michael: Moe, Larry, and Curly. The crowning event happened yesterday afternoon. We were visited by a young doe and her newborn fawn. Mama was moving slowly with the little fawn following as close as he or she could on very wobbly legs. Exciting and wonderful things happening in our little corner of the world.
Mother Nature has helped restore some balance to what can sometimes be a world so out of control. For these and many other things, I am grateful.
May you find things to make you smile today as well. I send my love and wishes for peace.