This curse (incorrectly assigned to the Chinese) seems to capture much of how life has occurred for me lately. From clients and the issues they are confronting to illness and injury that seem to be attacking many I love and care for without warning or reason, I have found myself in varying stages of stuck, angry, and grasping.

Today, in what can only be described as an act of defiance, I just kept taking actions. I made a few of the many calls I owe. I waited out the customer service line to recapture the $200 improperly charged to my account. I checked voicemail promptly and returned calls. And people who had messages from me all called me back.

The moral of the story? Taking action makes all the difference. The lesson for me is to ensure that I keep taking action, especially on those days when I find myself in those familiar varying stages.