May the "FORCE" be with you

Being forced to do something often brings about great things.  Steve and I have been stuck in ruts before personally and professionally, together and seperately.  Most of the time we just complain about something but never really make much of an effort to change what it is we are complaining about. 

But then something happens that forces us to make that change.  For example, in our many years of marriage we've lived in a few different houses.  Some we liked, some we didn't.  The ones we didn't like, we still stayed in.  Why?  Pretty much because it was easier than moving.  But then something would happen that would make us jumpstart that need to move and we would just do it.  I've also had a few jobs I didn't like.  But I stuck with them and just complained about them.  Why?  Because I hate looking for another job and I really, really hate interviewing.  But then something happens like the company goes out of business and I'm forced to look for another job.  It's easier to just stick where you are than to make the change. 

Almost every single time though, that I've been forced to make a change, it works out better for me in the long run.  I'm hoping this diabetes diagnosis is going to work the same.  It's forcing me to make changes in the way I eat, the way I cook and the way I live.  They are all positive changes but they are also a lot of work.  I KNOW I can do this.  I can make these changes and pretty much stick with them.  The alternative is not good.  I could have a heart attack or stroke or I could lose a limb.  I don't want any of those things to happen.  So, I have no choice, I have to make these changes.  It will make my body better, make my health better and let me live long enough to see any grandchildren I may be blessed with.  Diabetes sucks and I wish I didn't have it but it's FORCING me to be a better me.