I wonder sometimes…increasingly often in the last ten years…why I struggle to cope with all the things.

As I’ve gotten older, I thought things would get easier…but it seems somehow more challenging instead.

All the things, all the things like staying ahead in my household chores, my yard work, keeping my temper under control, not bubbling over, understanding other people in a way I can translate to reasonable action, and so much more, all the things,

All the things I’m trying to juggle, keep the plates in the air … the plates have different weights and shapes, tricky business … been breaking a few of late.

All the things, all the things, what to do what to do when a plate hits the floor, shattered and broken?

One thing to do? Clean up the mess.

The other thing to do? Be a little more careful next time,

And start juggling all the things once again.