Last week I bought tickets to attend plays at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival in October 2010, eleven months into the future. Folly or faith, I wondered, as I typed my credit card number into the computer.
One of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott, advises: "If you want to make God laugh, tell her your plans."
Who knows what my circumstances, or anybody's circumstances, will be in eleven months, eleven days or even eleven hours?
Years ago my husband observed, "Nothing is forever," and then proved it. Nothing is forever in this life, at least.
We can deny the possibility of change, which I did for many years. It never occurred to me that life would do anything but move along in the direction I chose to set.
Then I learned that the compass of our lives can go whacky. Everything can change in a mere moment, with one breath, or one last breath.
I no longer deny the inevitability of change; I just play the odds. There was a time when I rarely gambled, would not dream of playing cards for real money, but life has turned me into a gambler.