Change is not as a good as a rest

I replied to Vic's e-mail including all of the news over the last couple of years, in the process of writing it it made me think about what a busy couple of years it's been - both good and bad.

Grandad died, changing all of our lives, but especially Nana forever

Tom's dad died and he contracted and beat (touch wood) cancer, changing his life forever

Amy had her car crash that changed her life forever

I moved to New Zealand, changing my life forever

Clare nursed me through depression, changing her life forever

Molly left behind her entire paternal family, changing her life forever

Clare became pregnant with Aloise, changing our lives forever

Mummy continued with her mature studies, changing her and the views of other forever

Fiona gave birth to Emily and soon Bump#2, changing her life forever

There's plenty more besides, but the point is - why change? Now I realise that there's positive as well as negative and you'd hope that any of the positives outweigh the negatives. I'm afraid I don't agree.

I guess I'm someone who appreciates the now, but I'm sure I'd trade the future positives for all of the past negatives. Or maybe I just miss my Grandad...