Saturday, November 14
It has to be human nature to focus on the uncontrollable, yet it is such a waste of the good that is within us.
It's true to say that I have a big heart mixed with being very stubborn. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice, well, it's o.k. just try not to let it happen again. Fool me three times, what...are you kidding... A few weeks later, ouch that hurt, this time I mean it...Please don't do it again. The cycle continues until finally I bow out with my tail between my legs with my heart bound in duct tape. Unless you have Goo Gone, there is always a sticky residue left in place of the tape.
Then there is the controllable, me. I am in charge of my destiny. I am responsible for my actions. I do know the truth whether I choose to except it or not. It is also up to me how I choose to handle any situation that I am in.
Instead of allowing myself to focus on the uncontrollable I've been making a big effort (with a few set backs) to focus on what I have, who I am and want to be. With Thanksgiving just around the corner, I'm kick starting my thankful (controllable) and forgetting the rest (uncontrollable).
I guess talking about it makes it real, not easier.