Progress is a trip across the bridge....

Is there really a balance to life I wonder?

We, as a people, often endulge in little half-truths or "granny's myths" (ironically closer to rhyming with "Granny Smiths" than I would like, but there we go), in order to make us feel better, or more justified in our cynical view of the world.

"Bad luck comes in threes"...and the likes.

So, is there really a balance. If you were to tally up the bad against the good, would the score be even? Is every negative act in our lives bolstered and counteracted by a positive one, even if its not immediate, or in order? I guess thats a question of perception, and temperament - for both skew our interpretation of what is good or bad, what is right and wrong.

And so I move from a generic generalised viewpoint, to a selfish, and more specific life. Mine.

Can the most recent good thing that has happened force those other less than enjoyable experiences to the background? Can it spread light across those incidents which have cast shadows on my spirit of late. Possibly, is the most direct answer I can come up with.

This was the beginning I needed. A new job, a new start. I look on this new job as a positive thing. It actually made me smile, and strangely, made members of my family tell me they were proud of me. I wonder if they were proud of me because they thought I had fixed myself, rather than simply securing new employment - the step to a new beginning. I know not, but their sentiments and comments were heartfelt and genuine, and for me, there can be no greater compliment.

So, a new job. A good thing to balance the bad? Perhaps. I didn't get here how I wanted to, but none of us ever do. If we had that much control over life, would it ever really be a challenge? Yet, if we did, would we all be so sorry to see an end to the challenge? In answering that question, I find myself referring to yet another well used, feel good "granny's myth":

"Everything in moderation...everything in moderation".