Your living is determined not so much by
what life brings to you as by
the attitude you bring to life;
Not so much by what happens to you as by
the way your mind looks at what happens.
Sometimes life is good and sometimes it’s bad. Sometimes it is beautiful and sometimes it’s ugly. Whatever our lives are like at any given time is pretty much up to us. How we act, or react, to the happenings in life makes a difference.
In bad and ugly times we can yell and scream, we can hide and cry, feel sorry for ourselves and be miserable. Or we can call and ask for help, get up and work on solutions to the problems and be productive. Most importantly, we must remember that we made it through tough times before, and not only survived but are stronger and smarter than we were. The good and beautiful life will return with all its happiness and joy.
The good and beautiful life is a treasure. Granted, sometimes that treasure gets hidden under a lot of trash and it takes determination to find it again. And when we find it again we may have to do some work to get it back to what it was. In truth, difficult times help us understand the worth of the treasure.
It’s all about attitude.
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Change the way you look at things,
and the things you look at will change.
When I look at something and accept it without thought then it is just what it is. Nothing more, nothing less, it just is. Most of the time that is how I go about my days not really seeing what is front of me. But sometimes I will stop and look at something and give it some thought. When this happens I am often surprised.
I am surprised because what I see becomes more than just an object. It becomes more interesting. I want to look deeper and learn about it. This is true of not just objects, but also about people and other living things, about ideas and opinions, about dreams and even nightmares.
When I look closer and see more than the surface of what’s in front of me, I begin to notice details and nuances that I missed with just a glance. Often what was common and ordinary, becomes different, interesting, more valuable. My world opens up to new thoughts and perspectives, new vistas and possibilities.
It takes some effort to change how we look at things but it is worth the effort.
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You can’t help getting older,
but you don’t have to get old.
I agree with George. The only way to prevent getting older is to die. I also agree you don’t have to get old. I think to prevent getting old is just to take life one day at a time. Spending too much time in the past is not healthy. It is fine to remember and reflect but if the past is the only place you visit you are wasting today. Go ahead and think about the past, learn what it has to teach you and then leave it there, in the past, and live today. The same goes for thinking about and planning for the future. Yes, some thought and planning needs to be given to the future but if it is all consuming or brings worry it is wasting the life of today.
I am healthy with just a few minor bothersome things that occasionally pop up. Those bothers can put a damper on things but on the whole not a big problem. Then there is the fact of living on an income that is not going to change even though the economy can and often does change. There all kinds of things that are not the best of circumstances and situations that can happen at any time but worrying about them only takes away the good of today. Not that I never worry. Yes, I do worry. But not often or for long, just enough to make me stop and look around with truly open eyes to see my reality for this day. I can only live one day at a time, and that day is today, not yesterday or tomorrow, just today.
The truth is I find being where I am in life is a wonder and I am quite enjoying it. Being the age I am today, for me, is better than being young was. When I was young, I put a lot of effort into trying to be the person that the people I was with thought I was or who they wanted me to be. It was exhausting and I was pretty miserable and unhappy most of the time. When I finally came to realize that was no way to live and decided to just be me, the real me, there were people who I thought were friends who simply disappeared. I guess they didn’t like the real me. It hurt, but I let them go and started my journey, my wonderful journey to where I am now, no longer young …just older.
A positive attitude may not solve all your problems,
But it will annoy enough people
to make it worth the effort.
I pretty much have a positive attitude. There are times when it sort of sits in the background when I am “in a mood”. But overall I’m positive and it does annoy some people. One person in particular thinks I am unrealistic in the way I look at life and it does annoy her. I think it’s because she has such a negative attitude. She isn’t negative just some of the time about some things but all of the the time about everything. And it annoys me! Who knows maybe that makes being negative worth the effort for her.
Still I like her and consider her a friend.
Is that crazy or just being normal?
I’m okay with crazy.
I think normal is over-rated.
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optimism is sustainable.
Michael J Fox
Not too long ago I read one Michael’s books, No Time Like The Future. It was insightful and inspiring. In the book Michael talks about his challenges and struggles living with Parkinson disease. He is upbeat but honest about what it is like personally and professionally. He writes of his family and their ways of, not just coping with this disease, but finding strength and humor and being open and honest with their feelings and thoughts.
I don’t know that if I ever have to face a life changing health challenge that I would be like Michael. I don’t know that I would be as optimistic and happy as he is as he looks to the future. He doesn’t downplay the difficulties but accepts that life is different, he makes adjustments as needed and lives a full life. I don’t know if I am that strong. I do hope I would find new ways to live and be happy and not just stay home feeling sorry for myself.
I think gratitude is always important but even more so when faced with the hard passages of life. And I think optimism is a gift that sometimes takes a bit of work to maintain. But then, most of the good in life requires work and the rewards of that work are more gifts than we can ever imagine.
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said,
people will forget what you did,
but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Friday I went to get my COVID vaccine. I had an appointment but I expected to have to wait and had accepted that fact. The articles in the paper made it sound like getting the vaccine was unpleasant and took hours. Wrong!
I walked in to the building, followed the signs, and checked in. No lines. A woman asked me a couple of questions, I signed a paper and was told to see the man in a blue jacket. He told me to please sit in chair #5. I walked over to the chair and before I could sit down he came over and said someone was ready to see me. He showed me over to a table and introduced me to the nurse. She asked a few questions, gave me the shot and a card noting the day and time and what the injection was. Then she told me I could make an appointment for the second vaccination at another table. I went there and made the appointment and was told to go to the back of the room and sit for 20 minutes and if I felt okay and wasn’t having any side affects I could go. I left in 20 minutes feeling fine.
I was there less than an hour, maybe in part because I filled out the paperwork on line the day I made the appointment. But the best part was the people. Everyone I interacted with was smiling and friendly and they seemed to be genuinely happy to see me. They took their time. They answered questions. I never felt rushed or that I was just a thing they had to take care of and be done with. All the clerks, aides, and nurses were happy people and that made me a happier person.
Maya Angelou was right.
I will always remember the people at the site
and how happy they were and how that made me feel;
happy to be there and to be me.