Picture of Denali

Dealing with Frustration

If you ever meander through the history of my blog, you find that the last few years of relative silence have been a departure from basically…everything.

 Sometimes, there’s just not much of a silver lining. And that’s okay.

I would love to say that in these last two years I have some secret project spawned, some equivalent of J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter burst of creativity that occurred shortly after her divorce.

All I have to show, fortunately or unfortunately, is simply a new perspective. I now know what it feels like to spend 13 years straight working for something that you want with every part of your heart, only to have the whole thing get derailed right at the climactic moment.

It’s not the first time it’s happened in human history. I’m told that after an oil spill in Alaska a team of biologists spent $60,000 rehabilitating a sea otter. When the little creature was clean and healthy, they popped champagne on the beach and released it back into the waves.

Thirty seconds later, the little otter made a delicious crude-oil-free meal for a killer whale.

Ouch. Maybe my setbacks aren’t quite so bad.

When things go horribly wrong:

If you’re still reading this, I’m guessing you’ve had some setbacks in your life, too. How have you kept your chin up and found a way to keep going forward?

Here’s a few thoughts to get us started.

Gratitude is a big one, I’ve found. First, I’m married to a wonderful woman. Second, while it may take a few days of looking out the window for my eyes to relax enough to fully cooperate with each other, at least I can see out of either eye fine enough!

My wife and I spent our honeymoon in Alaska. With all the pretty scenery around us I was able to get my eyes in the best shape in years.

Picture of Denali

Picture of Denali Nat’l Park – courtesy of Kantishna Roadhouse

The drive from Denali National Park to Anchorage is too beautiful. Green, red, and orange trees slice right up to crisp cut, blue snow. Muted grey clouds reflect the aqua light of the pure lakes that are found everywhere in the state known to be “The Final Frontier.”

Alas, I didn’t take a picture of my own. It’s just in my memory. A memory I am truly grateful for.