Dorothy’s Place: The Club

By Dorothy Denne

My sister called me from Ohio the other day. She was griping and complaining and just really deep into sharing her frustrations with life. I said, “Well, welcome to the Triple A Club.”

She asked, “What’s that?”

I answered, “It’s a group of people who have reached that age or stage of life where we Accept, Adapt, Accommodate.”

She paused, sighed and said, “I guess you’re right. I can’t say I really want to join the club but I guess I’d be less miserable.”

We began to discuss the concept and continued for nearly two hours, as sisters who live over 2,000 miles apart can do. Sometimes we were very serious. Sometimes we laughed. Sometimes we laughed even when we were serious. I think it was George Bernard Shaw who said, “Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.”

Those of you who read my column regularly know that I prefer to laugh whenever possible. It is such a stress-breaking, healing action. A good laugh just makes you feel good all over.

So, my sister and I finally wound up laughing more than commiserating, but since the miles between us cross time zones, I was getting hungry and she was getting sleepy. We decided it was time to quit. We hadn’t solved any problems but we hadn’t created any either. We did feel that we can now better Accept, Adapt, and Accommodate to the ones we have.

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