Things Fall Apart

“There is no story that is not true.”
― Chinua AchebeThings Fall Apart
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Whenever I am feeling as if the goal I have worked towards is becoming further out of reach through no fault of mine, but because the “system” itself is to blame, the title of this famous novel, Things Fall Apart, always pops into my consciousness, stopping my mind from endless fretting over all the tiny problems I am encountering.
“Things fall apart”, the refrain always in the background as I go about my day trying not to scream at someone on the phone, remaining calm in the face of near catastrophe, scheduling a meeting to deal with problems, emailing and texting and venting with friends and family.
Things fall part: The system is poorly designed.
Things fall apart: People are inherently fallible.
Things fall apart: No one really cares enough to make it work.
Things fall apart: Because it is too difficult to maintain.
Things fall apart: You are too idealistic.
Things fall part: You are too rigid.
Things fall apart: Because you haven’t communicated well enough.
There is no harmony, no pulling together, no common goal.
For the past two years, I have been working towards making a better life for my daughter and other adults with autism.
With the help of another like-minded parent, a plan was developed for a quality residence and day program that would give her the opportunity to have a meaningful fulfilling happy life.
Last June, Lily moved into the residence and in many ways it worked much better than her previous house. She settled in and was happier almost immediately.
Then it became clear that the management was not working out and there was an almost complete change in staff after the first six months. The old symptoms of anxiety began to slowly worsen. Housemates also had problems. Supervisory staff was not responding in a very constructive manner.
Things were falling apart.
After much discussion, plans are in place to start over, to recruit better staff with better
supervision and support.
I am dealing with my feelings of disappointment and anger by scheduling meetings and talking about the original goals. We will try to discover new ways to improve the “system”, to work on the  old school mind-set, to revolutionize the way our children and loved ones are living.
 ” Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;”
-William Butler Yeats, The Second Coming
 
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Things fall apart, because the world changes, society changes, needs change as we change.
Change happens.
Life is change.
“You can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs.”
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I just have to keep thinking that things fall apart
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in order for something better to come through.
This is true for the world at large and how I cope with the horrors of the daily news, just as it is true for all the other barriers and obstacles in my every day life.