There's a certain rhythm to my life just now. It's a gentle, insistent, percussive beat and it has the effect of driving everything forwards. Not too fast. Not too slow. Just onwards and towards. Towards what? Ah, well, there's the rub.
Because towards and forwards is the future, and what shape and form that will take none can tell.
For many years I've liked the Islamic attitiude to the future tense. A devout Muslim doesn't use it without In šāʾ Allāh (إن شاء الله) of which the Christian equivalent is God Willing. Or DV for short (for the Latin). Even if one has no God at the centre of one's life it does no harm to hesitate before using the future tense. Ooop North, where I come from, older people mention their future plans and add "If I'm spared..."
We are having to do a lot of planning, The Husband and I, but there is no point setting our hearts on an exact outcome as there are just too many variables. Too many unknowns. Too many things utterly outside our control. At the moment I am doing my mornings in the morning, my afternoons in the afternoon, and my evenings in the evening, and tomorrow can take care of itself.
This afternoon I have packed to go away for the weekend. The weather forecast is good. The roads will be dry. We should have a nice time. We will see Our Ma in her care home on the way out of town, miss a day whilst we are in Wales, and see her again on the Sunday afternoon. In šāʾ Allāh. That is a lot for one weekend.
Lovely post :-) I stopped trying to plan for all eventualities long ago, which sometimes drives DH mad, as he's a born planner. I too like to take things a day at a time and no longer fret if I can't point to a pile of things accomplished. Hope the weekend is great.
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