Disruption

 Well, it happened. Something totally unexpected occurred and sent me to the hospital for a couple of days. As a result, I didn’t manage my WORDLE phone usage properly. And I started all over at ground zero. 

It had become necessary to upgrade my phone in order to support a new Apple Watch gifted to me by my husband who thought it would be a good idea. When I tried playing WORDLE on the new phone, I saw that my old account didn’t carry over and I could actually begin at 100%. But it was a funny thing... I wanted to go back to my former, flawed, less-than-100% account, I guess because it represented reality. 

It made me wonder if we will miss our old, flawed, messed-up life when it comes time to move on. I rather suspect not. In fact, I have read that people who are allowed a view of the afterlife and then told that they must return to mortality see the picking up of their old body as a burden. However, that negative is often offset by the opportunity to continue to serve family members who need them here in this sphere.

In any case, it makes me wonder how we will feel once the final race is run and the transfer is complete and irreversible. What will we miss and what will we wish we could continue? If it weren’t for promises . . .