This title came from a saying that has been echoing in my head ever since I heard it come out of my three-year-old’s mouth.  The first time I heard it, she was chiming it to herself while picking up some toys that had dropped and scattered across the floor.  Hearing it made me smile with amazement and pride at her ability to call up this simple statement, in the midst of disarray. Her statement allowed me a glimpse at her process of working on acceptance.  Certainly, I thought, this is emblematic of coping with imperfect and ever-changing circumstances; indeed, this is a concept with which most adults struggle. Continue reading →