What happens when sh*t hits the fan and plans, hopes, jobs, or relationships get torn apart and scattered? Books by experts outline stages of grief, and maybe some people go through each of the stages and grieve their loss- neat and complete. Maybe they move on in time, unburdened, knowing with high confidence that their loss was a fluke, never to occur again, but for the rest of us….
Failure- The death of a dream, for the meantime
Humiliation- Hell for everyone who’s taken a ride on the loss of pride train
Humility- Heat and flames cut to low, fires hidden. No step taken lightly
Dream- in color. Sift through ashes. Scatter seeds. Simmer. Rise and fall. And again.