I want to start by saying thanks for all the love last time. Truly. And I particularly liked the handful of laughing face reactions, since it wasn't meant to be too serious of a post. My writing style has changed over the years to be more similar to the way I would actually speak with humor &/or sarcasm if I was telling the story. This also means sometimes I use slang or it's not totally grammatically correct, but rest assured it's intentional & that I do know a sentence doesn't end with a preposition.
Which reminds of that joke about the southern lady on the airplane...
Southern lady to other passenger: Where y'all from?
Passenger: Where I'm from, we don't end a sentence with a preposition.
Southern lady: Oh. Well where y'all from, bitch?
Anyway... I read some posted comments yesterday from a few friends who's day didn't begin as planned & left them running late or missing out altogether... in this case on the way to the gym that morning.
It happens to all of us at one time or another, headed to the gym or not. We wake up with a plan for the day only to have life say to us... nope, I don't think so.
As a parent I also understand how much time it takes to get multiple people out the door. When Bryn was younger, she even had a doll carrier & car seat we had to use. Her dolls went everywhere with us, thankfully not all at the same time, but she'd take turns & make sure everyone got their fair share in time out of the house. She'd tell me, "they are real babies, mama" and would request that I treated them as such.
Of course I always tried my best, even apparently being so convincing in my attempts, that one time a stranger asked me how old my baby was while I was sitting in the airport holding one of them. I had a strange look on my face I'm sure & said, "um, it's a doll." She laughed nervously & awkwardly walked away.
Man I miss those days, even if I did look like an idiot.
What I loved about the stories I heard yesterday though, was that even in the midst of the chaos of their morning, they still found a bright side to it all. Whether they arrived late that morning or ended up going to an evening class instead... they left in a better mood than when they walked in. And I totally get it, because no matter how I've ever walked into the gym, good days or not, I ALWAYS leave happier.
There's something about the camaraderie of being around others with similar goals, even if sometimes the goal is simply just to get some ME time with or without the workout.
And this doesn't even have to be about heading to the gym. Insert any other event in our day to day lives that could cause frustration in how we thought our day should go.
It's all about perspective. And there's always a bright side if you make the choice to look for it.
And usually there's a lot more we can find with what's right in our lives than what's wrong.
So... after receiving a random & very inspiring email/story from my sister yesterday... and then also received the following email from my Dad, who forwards The Daily Motivator to us every day, I felt compelled to share this...
For a moment, for a day, for a lifetime, appreciate what is. Whatever may happen, whatever may be, choose to see it with a perspective of gratitude and appreciation.
Not every day is filled with blue skies and sunshine. Not everything you undertake turns out the way you wanted.
Even so, you always have much to appreciate. There is always value to be found, always goodness to be lived.
Always, when you decide to find something to appreciate, you will. Have faith that there's a positive way forward, and you'll see it.
Although the weather may turn nasty, and people may disappoint you, there's no cause to be dismayed. For somewhere in the day, somehow in the situation is real value.
Remind yourself to appreciate what is, and you'll see that value. Appreciate what is, and position yourself to make the very best of it.
-Ralph Marston
Love it!
Posted by: Charla | January 23, 2018 at 09:27 PM
AMEN! :)
Posted by: Julie Tucker-Wolek | January 24, 2018 at 06:21 AM