One of those days that agitating stuff has happened.
I will not let these ruin my morale and spirit.
I have so much to worry about and so much to be grateful about. The choice is mine.
Worry is not going to solve any problem, at least in a healthy way.
More importantly, many of the stuff I deal with are nothing when compared to life and death.
In addition, calmer mind works stuff better.
So here I am; agitated one minute and providing self therapy the next…..
Nevertheless, I seem to be handling this much better than before….
So, I must wholeheartedly congratulate myself, but the credit is not mine. Carry on and read the rest of the post….
A lot of things in life seems to be relative; youth/age, wisdom/ignorance, experience, goodness/badness, kindness/meanness, especially the breadth and depth and importance of issues..
From one person to other, from one life stage to other, from one issue to other, this relativity can shift easily.
While I was having my silly mental judo this afternoon, I read a genuine and open post from a dear fellow blogger who is a young patient with a terminal disease…. She said “do not ever let anyone steal your joy.”
I was immediately ashamed for suffering and having depressive thoughts about my silly problems….
I am happy to honor her wish and I would like to thank her for this beautiful post and very meaningful, very powerful words.