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.
Life’s burdens are lighter
when I laugh at myself.
Jonathan Lockwood Huie
It is a fact that much of life is serious, very serious. Somehow the serious stuff always seems really hard and difficult. It can steal your good nature if you let it and make you miserable. I know this without a doubt because there have been times I have let some serious stuff erase from my consciousness all the good worthy of thought stuff.
When I was young I was not a very happy person. And that’s putting it mildly. I rarely laughed about anything. Certainly not at myself. I did have a serious problem that was not recognized at the time as a problem by the doctors my parents took me to. So, I tried my best to put a happy face on and go about living my miserable (in my mind) life. As a young adult out on my own with a job and my own apartment and after making some really seriously awful choices and decisions I started doing some research. I found that there was a reason for some of my problems.
It took a while to find the right doctors with the right training and most importantly the ability to listen and hear what I was telling them…not what they thought they heard but what I was in fact saying. Took time and patience on everyone’s part and some trial and error but answers were found. It was like I was a new person, bright and shiny with happiness. Now I have a happy face for real.
The most important thing I learned is that how we look at life and how we react and work through difficult times is key. If all we see is the problem and only feel the burden of it and let it take away our good-nature and basic happiness we are doomed. All the wonders of modern medicine are worthless if we have forgotten how to laugh.
laughter is the best medicine!
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The only way to get started
is to quit talking and begin doing.
Good advice Mr Disney. However, most of the time I have no one to talk to, so I read. So far this year I have read 22 books. Obviously, I don’t read heavy intellectual books. I just read fiction and some memoirs and biographies. The fiction is usually thriller, psychological drama, detective stories, some sci-fi/fantasy and historical fiction. I like gritty fast paced stories that are not too easy to figure out. I love books with surprise endings especially ones that make me wonder what?!
I have several projects on my to-do list. And I plan to do them. Every night I tell myself tomorrow I will do this or that project. When I wake up and tomorrow is now today, I begin. I read the paper, do my puzzles, have something to eat, shower and get dressed, talk to the cats, take a walk, check my email, read blogs and sometimes comment. Then there are those bothersome little housekeeping chores that have to be done…vacuuming, dusting, dishes, bathrooms, laundry. Of course, those things get done I’m not a slob!
It’s just the project stuff I have a problem with. Like the closets and drawers. No one sees inside the closets and drawers. Just me. Sometimes I think about the people who will come in to clear everything out when I die. What will they think? Then I get real. I will be dead! What do I care what they think!
Well, I have written this post and I have thought about which project to do.
But first, I am going to begin reading a new book .
I love being able to take
a nap in the afternoon.
Today’s nap was a need
Not simply a want
A bad mood to be remedied
Something just wasn’t right
Not that anything was wrong
I slept fine last night
But I woke up tired
Not my usual rested self
I felt sorta wired
And quite frankly
Not a good start to the day
I was sorta cranky
I showered and got dressed
Read the paper and did the puzzles
Still felt ugly and distressed
I looked at my two felines
Taking their naps
They were happy and fine
And I thought it’s been a while
Since I had an afternoon snooze
So I got on the sofa with a smile
Wasn’t long and I was asleep
Like the cats happy and fine
Somewhere in dreamland deep
When I was once again awake
Like the cats happy and fine
Naps are wonderful to take
I must remember
There is much good
In afternoon slumber
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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.