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Cycles For the third time in a week, my new postal carrier had to stop her van and get out with packages that wouldn't fit in my mailbox down by the road. "You must be getting really sick of this," I said, thinking this woman who'd only recently begun delivering in my area must believe me the shopping queen of her route. "Oh, these things go in cycles," she said with an amicable smile. "People order, order, order, and then get nothing but bills for awhile." I grinned, thinking her joke about the bills was true. And as I walked up the drive, I thought about what a great attitude she had. Don't a lot of things in life go in cycles? The weather, the moon, the tides, the seasons . . . the life circle of plants and animals. Even forested areas will burn away every 100 or so years, making way a new and thriving population of the fittest trees and animals. Being self-employed for many years, I know all too well the concept of "feast or famine." One week the project horizon looks bleak. The next, prospects are rising like too much sunshine on a day set aside for sleeping in. In my chaotic life, even uncanny cycles that have no logical sense seem to apply. It never fails, for instance, that when one major appliance breaks, another follows. When one child has extra activities needing much parental involvement, the others do, too. Gosh, even when I break a dish, it's common for several others to get broke within a few days! As I walked up the driveway carrying my packages the other day, I finally realized the truth of an old cliché my mother used to say: "Time takes care of everything." We all have times when we feel a black cloud is following us around, raining bad news and problems just on us. Maybe knowing that "this, too, will pass" doesn't make handling the problems any easier, but the knowledge can be a comfort. Next time I feel like storm clouds are overhead--whether defined as a slump in work projects, too much to do, or genuine bad news needing my attention--I'm going to remember my mother telling me, "Time takes care of everything." Cycles are the way of the universe. It'll be time for a positive one soon!
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