Have You Ever Felt That Losing Someone Or Something Was The Best Thing...

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That Ever Happened For You And Them? Last week one of my elderly Clients passed away and it felt like a huge burden was lifted from me, I kid you NOT! :) As most of you may know about me, I am mainly a "Positive, Life Affirming, Luck Is My Lady " Type of guy, who truly seeks to understand why in the Eleventy Billion Omniverses do "Positives" seemingly attract "Negatives" without much effort, but can't get rid of them until they Cross Over to a whole 'nother plane? This Client was one of a couple that I retained from my "Old School" business that involved helping Seniors become acclimated to the computer and the Internet, you know, all the stuff that they can get for free these days. Well back then, some Seniors had the means to pay good money for this knowlege, so I started a little business to go along with my photograpy biz. Clients were easy to find, because I had developed my relationships with them through photographing their grandchildren's and childrens weddings and such... I had met this particular Client after such an event, and she really had a quick mind, and a sense of humour and also a great sense of wonder about all the new stuff! I was simply thrilled at the prospect of having a 70 years young student who was willing to pay my fee, and allow me to guide her to this New Cyber Frontier, back in the 90's... Sadly, she began to "lose it" after turning 73, and developing a fierce case of COPD that she refused to smoking or drinking long enough to cure... Her mind changed, and so did my business, but I didn't have the heart or the good sense, to leave her behind, and along with two others they kinda became the type of folks that you don't mind looking after... The particular feature of this Client's failing health was her absolute hatred of her own family members, and she really give them an earful to the point that they no longer came to see her, and she would often leave the phone off the hook for days at a time... She would tell me to do things to myself that were physically infeasible, If I even breathed a hint of concern her way, and this went on for another six years, with me relaying news about her to her family, and pleading with her to get medical care... Sometimes it worked, and sometimes it didn't... Well, to make a long story short, I don't have to worry about her anymore (At least on this Plane, that is) and the family has assigned me to be the caretaker of her house until they can things together... Although this job seems a little bit creepy, I really feel good about how things turned out... She actually did like me, and I was there to see her off to the hospital for the last time, there's a type of calm acceptance and all that... :) Blessed Be!