Challenge: To use the word ‘pluck” (transitive verb)
. Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
• You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
• The word itself needs to be included in your response.
It occurred to me that it doesn’t matter how old or young or whatever age we are at; there is always change happening in our lives. It is perpetual. It is never-ending.
We hope that the changes that come into our lives will be positive. I don’t believe anyone consciously or sub-consciously asks for negative situations to happen, at least it is not the usual way to want to live.
As I look back in my life and each stage; as a child, as a teenager, as a young married mother, into the ‘middle age’ era, and now in my senior years; each part of my life has had its’ challenges, its’ sorrows, and its’ joys. Some of those challenges for me were very difficult. There was the ever-returning depression that invaded my life and affected of course those loved ones close to me, and then the diagnosis of Multiple Sclerosis.
I suppose that I expected that when I entered this phase of my life, it would be so relaxing and easy, but alas there are issues that arise in our age group as well. I don’t mean to sound all doom and gloom because the joys have far out-weighed any challenge. It is however a time still of stress and sadness, because of someone who we brought into this world, for a time has removed them-self from a relationship with us. It matters not what the reason, but in this period of time, it is still an example of the fact we are not immune to perpetual change.
It is a time when I wish God would pluck this situation from us and give us a time of peace and respite. I pray and many others have offered prayer and good thoughts, for this to occur.
I therefore hold on to ‘hope’ because I know, it will happen. Love will prevail.