I can remember a time where I labeled situations as good or bad. When things were bad, I resorted to self-pity, compulsive thinking, and obsessive worry. It seeped into every aspect of my life. I became aware of two things. One, I am not that powerful to control an outcome and two, I am missing out on what is in the moment. Also, things aren’t good or bad, they are just life. Life on life’s terms, if you will.
Right now, we are in a state of transition. We have a family member in the hospital recovering from a broken hip and our youngest is on the hunt for a job as he gets his Masters next month. (If anyone wants to hire a hardworking 25-year-old who is interested in the sports industry, shoot me an email. I am currently operating as his head hunter. Something that I am sure he adores. Insert sarcasm.) Anyway, that is just a snippet, but again, it’s life.
The days turn to night. The months into years. If I allow the challenges to smother me, then I am giving into the illusion that those difficulties define me. Take me, for example. At 25, I married an alcoholic. At 27, I had a son with Down syndrome. These two experiences are just a small part of my story. They are what shaped the human that I have become along with a 12-step program and a lot of counseling.
Things don’t happen to us, they happen FOR us. It is all about perception, friends. What do I get to learn from this? It is just another growth opportunity that allows me to transform into the person I was always supposed to be.
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