...acclimation

...that's a tough word to swallow.It represents my whole being. I should be asleep right now, but I took a quick nap  this afternoon...bad idea. I haven't acclimated to my new hours at work yet. God help me in the morning:)

Acclimation is an interesting word, I've done it on a plane with air pressure, I've done it many feet under the water, having to acclimate before we went any lower. It's all a process.

I'm starting to acclimate to my new job, I just love little people. I need to build up my confidence to think I may have merit.

Acclimation, also has to do with Jack. 2 or 3 weeks after he died, I started wearing his wedding band on my right hand. It gave me comfort. I couldn't remove it once it was on, due to his slender fingers. I've lost some weight in the almost 11 months. I can easily slip his ring up and down. I'm at a crux. Should I take it off ....I can't even ponder my ring yet. I would feel empty, missing something. I'm so acclimated to the past, still  not wanting to let go. Acclimation, is a funny word, many different meanings for everybody..it's change, and that's scary.