Normal – conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; natural.

 Believe it or not that is the definition even as it stands today.  But I’ve decided there really is no such thing as normal.  Instead, I view normalcy as a homeostatic mechanism that returns us to a baseline, so to speak, after life happens.  An individualistic coping device that helps us get through each day.

A high school friend of mine recently lost her younger sister to cancer.  It was heart-wrenching and tragic and every other word you can think of to describe such an event.  Since there was such distance between us, I received updates here and there, but could do very little.  After she passed, I waited a few months and sent my friend a care package.  Nothing big, just something to ease the … transition.  The Thank you note was amazingly strong; admirable in its resilience. She simply stated that she was  ‘working toward her new normal’.