I finally accessed my company's Employee Assistance Plan. Lori is a wonderful counselor. I thought I would share a poem she gave to me, that I re-read often in considering my choices and outcomes in life. I hope some find the same insight and enjoyment in it that I do, each time I re-read it.

THERE'S a HOLE in my SIDEWALK

An Autobiography in Five Chapters

by Portia Nelson

I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost...I am helpless.

It isn't my fault!

It takes forever to find a way out.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it.

I fall in again.

But, it isn't my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there.

I still fall in...it's a habit...but, my eyes are open.

I know where I am.

It is my fault.

I get out immediately.

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

I walk down a different street.