Thursday, March 14, 2019

change pt. 2


I visited my local grocery store yesterday. This is what it looked like. They say it's closing on March 25 but it's going to run out of stuff long before that. It's 90% empty right now.


I wandered around the empty aisles and just felt like crying. There was such an overwhelming sadness at yet another ending of something I had enjoyed so much. It's silly, I know, but that's how I felt.



When we first bought the house there was a park nearby called Splendid China so this store was decorated to reflect that. The panda and kids used to dance to music every hour. They haven't done that in a while but I still loved to see them there. I will miss them.

I was still feeling sad about the change later at home until I saw a posting on a neighborhood group that said the rumor is that a Neighborhood Walmart Grocery is going into this space. That's basically a regular grocery store with cheap Walmart prices.

Suddenly I perked up - I'd still have all the convenience of my little store but with prices I could actually afford. This would be even better - I could do ALL my grocery shopping there and never have to go to the bigger, more crowded stores that are further away.

I was still sad to see my store go but I knew that this change would eventually be even better for me.

Then I started thinking - isn't this a lot like life? We hate change and fight against it but sometimes things have to change to make way for new, sometimes better, stuff in our life. What a thought and one I'm not entirely comfortable with. I certainly don't want to delve too deeply into the analogy.

Look, I would have loved my little store with all its flaws forever. If I had my way, they would never have closed. But nobody asked for my opinion (which is probably why the world is in such a mess) so if the change has to happen, I really hope the rumors are true and that a better, more affordable but just as convenient store takes its place. 

But if the rumors aren't true and there isn't something better out there then F*** change!

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