“Change can be hard for anyone,” I reminded myself as I was chasing one of my crazy cows around the farm.

Katie had been a docile heifer that had become a lunatic cow when forced into the weaning process. Winchester, her calf, who is now about 400 lbs. is not all that crazy about it either.

They have been rogue for about month. There was not a fence that could keep them contained while in the pasture and now that they found their way home, we were finally able to get the calf into the weaning lot with the others. Katie, on the other hand, was not ready to be separated and had walked through any fence she has encountered.

Until finally she let her guard down and was caught between some gates that could hold her. She was forced into change even if it was uncomfortable and hard. It’s necessary. A part of the weaning process.

I have stumbled into a lot of change recently.

Most significant has been my mom’s health. Over the three years since her Alzheimer’s diagnosis, things have been steadily getting worse and she has struggled with living in her own home. She was losing weight because she would forget to eat. She wasn’t taking her prescribed medications and rationalizing with someone with Alzheimer’s is virtually impossible.

After a short hospital stay, the nursing home seemed like the best option. It is the best option, but that doesn’t make it easy.

I look on my mom and her changing situation with compassion in my heart. It must be so difficult to know something is horribly wrong, but not being able to do anything about it. To lose your independence and abilities. To go from a house to a small room. It’s uncomfortable and it’s hard, but it’s necessary to keep her safe.

Parenting a parent is hard. It’s uncomfortable and I don’t like it.

Parenting a 12-year-old is sometimes a challenge too. He’s becoming his own person and while that is good, it’s more change. He just announced that he’s not going to dress up for Halloween this year and will not be going trick-or-treating either.

My first inclination to change is to retaliate. Fight back or run around like a lunatic (like Katie). Do something. Do anything. But in the end, it doesn’t matter, I’m forced into the change.

I’m not saying that all change is a bad thing.

The changing of the seasons is a good thing. Like the beautiful leaves we are beginning to see.

Maybe change is all about learning to let go of what doesn’t serve us in the best possible way any longer?

“Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.” (Unknown)

My work life is changing and it’s a good thing. It’s been a prayer of mine for a long time to make a living writing and it is finally coming together, but it’s scary too.

Maybe in this season of change I’m supposed to be learning is that “Growth is uncomfortable because you’ve never been here before. You’ve never experienced this version of you. So give yourself a little grace and breathe through it.” (Kristin Lohr)

Be brave. That is the challenge that my daughter suggested for the last ninety days of the year. So I’m doing it.

“You can choose courage or comfort. You can’t have both.” (Brene’ Brown)

I challenge you to embrace change too.

“For I am the Lord your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, do not fear; I will help you.” (Isaiah 41:13)

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