Disconnected

I'm dependent on my mobile phone. Yesterday I found out how dependent I am - and I don't like it. Yesterday I had occasion to fly and on landing I turned on my phone - you know, to reconnect. Only I couldn't - there was a code error. Passwords flashed through my mind like the speed of lightning - birth dates, PIN numbers, postcodes - you name it, I tried it. Then I passed the point of no return and my phone no longer required a PIN - it now wanted a PUK!

PUK, PIN - what's the difference? Oh, there is a difference because the PUK allows you to then enter the PIN. And then I can reconnect. But I can't - I still have a code error.

Now I'm confident that the PUK/PIN issue will be sorted out. Yes OK - I'll have to call Telstra (on another phone), talk to the robot - or rather she talks to me - and then eventually I'll be connected to a real person. But in the meantime ..... I am disconnected.

You see, all my contacts are in my phone - names, addresses, phone numbers. There is no hard copy with me. There is at home - in my home diary. But I'm away from home - a looong way away from home. And without access to them -I feel lost and very disconnected.

For all the benefits of new technology - the swiftness of connections, the diversity and variety of applications, the sophistication of our means of communication ........ here's the reality - nothing beats good old fashioned pen and paper.

Getting back to basics - life is teaching me a lesson.

Adapting

Adapting to change, adapting to a new way of doing things - it can be done. The trick is to meet the change/challenge head on. Don't shy away from it. Turn around, face your fear, your insecurity - whatever it is - and live.

Be proactive - that's the secret. You've got to meet situations half way. Since making that decision I'm finding that things are starting to happen. And now those times that I feared I would be alone are now being filled.

Your friends will be there for you but it's important, I think, to let them know that you're prepared to help yourself as well.

Doing things differently and still having fun - life is good.

Stay positive! I say it all the time - to my family, to friends, in my work and to myself. It's hard. I'm finding it hard today to be positive. I'm actually quite scared. My heart is doing little flutters and if I stop what I'm doing (and I'm not doing much - I'm all over the place) I'll cry. So I'm trying to keep busy. There's lots to do.

I'm lonely. I don't understand why I'm having to go through this again. I've been here before and I don't like it.

At the moment - life is crappy