I become happy when I choose to accept and love all of life.
Jonathan Lockwood Huie
You may have heard me say before that I feel we need valleys as they are the starting point for the mountains we get to climb. Sometimes I spend more time in the valley than I would like but that just means leaving is that much sweeter. In the last week or so I was down because of a bad cold, had trouble with my home WI FI network, had to miss a few meetings that I wanted to attend, my satellite radio destroyed itself and I did some serious damage to my car by trying to drive it through an ice bank. All in all much more character building than I would have liked over such a short period.
But as it always does things took a turn for the better. A couple of my projects are functioning better than I had any right to expect, our weather went for arctic cold to almost balmy, some of my friends reaped new rewards through making a positive life change and the icing on the cake was when I was contacted by a colleague from my Sperry Univac days. I think last week I used one of my mantras in a Daily which is “This too will pass,” which proved to be true again as the bad days morphed into good days.
I have often regretted the past when I would sometimes let adversity take me down and laying the foundation for worry and pessimism. Fortunately the years have taught me that when we are at the bottom the next step forward is up. I may have told you last week, I know I told one friend, that my problems that day made everything else seem better and if the truth be known none of it was more than an inconvenience. So my friends I find my bad is never that bad and it always provides me the motivation to let it go and move on, almost always to better times.
I have found that this little poem is worth heeding for if you do as it says it can brighten your life.
Laugh when you can,
apologize when you should,
and let go of what you can’t change.
Life’s too short to be anything… but happy.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
John went to the doctor because he had bulging eyes and a persistent ringing in his ears.
The doctor looked him over and suggested removing his tonsils.
The tonsillectomy resulted in no improvement, so John consulted a dentist who suggested that removing his teeth might eliminate the problem.
All of John’s teeth were extracted but still his eyes bulged out and the annoying ringing in his ears continued.
A third doctor told him bluntly, “You have six months to live.”
Feeling doomed and gloomy, John decided to treat himself right while he still had time, so he bought a flashy car, hired a chauffeur and a gardener, and got himself measured by a tailor for some new suits. To go along with the new suits, he decided that even his shirts would be made to order.
“Okay,” said the shirt maker, “let’s get your measurements. Hmm, thirty-four sleeve, sixteen collar.”
“No, I wear a fifteen collar” John told him.
“Sixteen collar,” the shirt maker repeated, measuring again.
“But I’ve always worn a fifteen collar,” said John.
“Listen,” said the shirt maker, “I’m telling you right now—if you keep on wearing a tight fifteen collar, your eyes will bulge out and you’ll have ringing in your ears.”
“If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?”
An honest seven-year-old admitted calmly to her parents that Billy Brown had kissed her after class.
“How did that happen?,” gasped her mother.
“It wasn’t easy,” admitted the young lady, “but 3 girls helped me catch him.”
Q. What’s a Jewish girl’s idea of natural childbirth?
A. Absolutely no make up.
The top toothbrush salesman at the company was asked by his boss how he managed to sell so many brushes.
He replied, “It’s easy!” and he pulled out his card table, setting his display of brushes on top.
He told his boss, “I lay the brushes out like this, and then I put out some potato chips and dip to draw in the customers.” He laid out his chips and dip.
“That’s a very innovative approach,” his boss said, as he took one of the chips, dipped it, and stuck it in his mouth. “Yuck, this tastes terrible!”
The salesman replied “IT IS?
Want to buy a toothbrush?”
Don’t use a big word where a diminutive one will suffice.
One day, an young girl is walking through a park when she hears a faint “Help me, help me”.
She looks around and follows the quiet voice to a bush near the path. Looking under the bush she spies a little green frog trapped under a log. The girl moves the log and picks up the frog.
“Oh, thank you, thank you” says the frog, “Take me home and put me on your pillow and in the morning I’ll be a handsome Prince.”
So the girl takes the frog home and puts him on the pillow and there in the morning is a handsome prince.
You don’t believe that?
Neither did her mother!
Why does mineral water that ‘has trickled through mountains for centuries’ have a ‘use by’ date?
Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots? He asked for help & she could see why. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn’t want to go on. Finally, when the 2nd boot was on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost cried when the little boy said, “Teacher, they’re on the wrong feet.” She looked and sure enough, they were. It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the right feet.
He then announced, “These aren’t my boots.”
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, “Why didn’t you say so?” like she wanted to. And, once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.
No sooner they got the boots off and he said, “They’re my brother’s boots. My Mom made me wear `em.”
Now she didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. But, she mustered up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked, “Now, where are your mittens?”
He said, “I stuffed `em in the toes of my boots.”
Her trial starts next month.
So what do we do? Anything. Something. So long as we just don’t sit there. If we screw it up, start over. Try something else. If we wait until we’ve satisfied all the uncertainties, it may be too late.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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