Last week, I wrote about metaphorical wake-up calls—how they don’t have an expiration date, and how responding to mine involves learning to be OK with not knowing how the story is going to end.
I don’t have a tried-and-true strategy for doing this, of course. But right around the time I decided to get serious about confronting this life-long struggle, I also started tackling some projects that I’ve always wanted to do but never had the gumption to try.
Surprisingly, the process of doing that is helping me answer my wake-up call.
For example, I decided this was the year that we were finally going to dig up, divide and replant a large-but-rapidly declining patch of ornamental grass that anchors the front corner of our house.