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Molly and Ian come home today! yay!
My grandma sent this to me. I really like it! : )
"Choices"
John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood
and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how
he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"
He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, John
was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the
situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went
up and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all
of the time. How do you do it?"
He replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two
choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can choose
to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood." Each time
something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to
learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to
me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or... I can
point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," he said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away
all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to
situations. You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in
a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live
your life."
I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry
to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him
when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several
years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling
some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and
weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods
placed in his back. I saw him about six months after the accident.
When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be
twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through
his mind as the accident took place. "The first thing that went through
my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter," he replied.
"Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I
could choose to live or...I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
He continued, "..the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was
going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the
expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared.
In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take
action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said
John. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes, I replied.' The
doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a
deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity'."
Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on
me as if I am alive, not dead."
He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his
amazing attitude... I learned from him that every day we have the choice
to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything. Therefore do not
worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:34. After all today
is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.