Okay

It's weird how comparisons make memories flood in like a...flood. (Caught in a bad analogy. Thanks Tim Hawkins.) :) Missing our "dreamer" who dreamed big dreams and didn't do well when things didn't go her way. I usually had a hard time understanding that because I can adjust to Plan B or C or whatever as needed. We seem to be on Plan "Pick a Letter then Double It" now. And that's okay. It has to be okay. Not okay isn't okay. Okay is sufficient. It's not great nor is it awful. It's not really good or bad. It's just okay. Living in okay works for now. So please don't worry if asking how I am and I respond "okay." Because I am. *SMILE*...and *LAUGH*...okay.