Coming to terms with reality, not as I want it, but as it is.

Acceptance, a place I fight to get to, but relax when I am there.

The need to control is replaced by the reality check that I am not in control, I do not understand and I must deal with it anyway.

Acceptance does not mean I approve, comprehend or tolerate.

Acceptance means I flow with life and I am full of grace.

It may hurt before, during and after, but acceptance is a spiritual compass due north and a mystical thermometer of how I am living life as it unfolds and presents itself.