Today I accept that life is full of transitions. As a child, change came  to mean trauma. I never knew what to expect in my dysfunctional home. Would all be calm and loving or would everyone be frantic, tense and at each other’s throats? Either was possible. Both were unpredictable and frightening-the good, because if I let myself feel the wonderful love,
peace and calm, I immediately feared the terrible pain of losing it. The bad, because we tore at one another with our arguing, rage and insults. At some deep level I put my trust in the bad; it hurt too much to trust the good and lose it over and over again. Today when I get scared over a transition, I see that it’s about old pain. I needn’t get stuck in it
again. I have tools today that I didn’t have then.

I can tolerate the anxiety that change brings up.

Genius is formed in guiet, character in the stream of life.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe