Hidden Gifts

My friend mentioned the “hierarchy of pain” the other day. For instance, if you have a major toothache, your chronic sciatica all of the sudden goes into the background. I think this is true of crises, too. Everything that seemed of utmost importance to me about a month ago, are all things that are easily now on the backburner, as we work to get my son settled on some epilepsy medicines that will keep his seizures at bay. When you are in the middle of focusing on an acute crisis, you realize that all of the stuff that you usually gripe over, really doesn’t matter. Nothing is nearly as important as your health and your sanity, and the health and sanity of those whom you love. Everything else is just a plus, but not a must. When things in life are relatively copacetic, that’s when our pesky human nature starts to look for little issues and gripes and annoyances and dramas to stir us up. But when real emergencies are happening, that’s when we realize just how much we complain and worry about so many meaningless trivialities in our lives. Every experience in life, even our worst experiences, have their hidden gifts. The worst experiences force perspective like no other experience can do for us.

Sad Quotes and Quotations: What is Happiness

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

You Have to Zoom Out

Over the weekend, my eldest son purchased his first “adult car”. The experience is what any of us who have been to that rodeo a few times would expect. It was tedious, painful, long, boring, and on the shady side. My son didn’t get his fair, bottom line price until my husband insisted that they were leaving the dealership without buying a car. Even then, the haggling didn’t stop. The sales people desperately wanted my son to get his financing through the dealership, even though my son already had good, fair financing procured and he did not want to change it. My son prevailed, but the final paperwork took so long that he had to go back to the dealership the next day to finish signing papers. This was not a fly-by-night car dealer. This was a large dealership of a major American brand of cars. How sad! Had the managers of the dealership had good long-term vision, they would have seen an opportunity to make a successful young man, a brand loyalist for life, by making his first-time car buying experience fair, painless and easy. That chance was squandered over ridiculous, short-term, aggravating bargaining and by constantly trying to up-charge a vulnerable young consumer.

Also over the weekend, I was eavesdropping at my nail salon. (those of you who are my regular readers know that I do that – shame on me.) Anyway, one woman was telling another woman that after getting hassled over a $5 return at her local Walmart, she stopped going there for ten years. This was a woman who had five children. Walmart lost out on probably thousands of dollars of business over a $5 return. When I told this story to my husband, he reminded me that we have essentially done the same thing with Best Buy because they did not honor a computer warranty, on a stupid technicality. We have four kids. We have bought a lot of tech items since that incident many years ago, and not one of those expensive items was purchased from Best Buy.

It’s amazing that just like retailers, we can get stuck on the small stuff, losing sight of the bigger picture. We build small aggravations up to the point that they balloon out and block our vision of the bigger journey ahead. Perspective can so easily be lost and unfortunately, the cost is sometimes great. With everything that upsets me in life, I try to ask the question, “Is this a hill worth dying on?” Sometimes, the answer is yes, but at least it is a thought-out response with the long-term consequences being considered, and not a knee-jerk reaction that has soon passed, with costly ramifications that cannot be repaired.

“Life is about perspective and how you look at something… ultimately, you have to zoom out.” – Whitney Wolfe Herd

A Good Day for a Good Day

Merry Christmas Eve, my friends! I recently saw a sign that said, “Today is a good day for a good day!” Sometimes we think we don’t have control of what kind of day that we will have, but honestly, we do have a lot of control of our daily experience. It really does always come down to perspective.

The first year that we moved to Florida from up north, I was in a store, talking to a clerk (story of my life) and I was complaining how weird it was to have a warm Christmas. I was telling the clerk that I was finding it difficult to believe that it was Christmas-time and that I was having a hard time getting into the holiday spirit. Christmases should be cold with a chance of snow is what I was thinking and conveying. I guess that I finally got on her nerves enough, so that she finally retorted, “Hmmm, correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure that Jesus was born in a climate a lot more like this, with palm trees, to boot.”

I like it when people wallop me back into the reality of how I’m coming across. I honestly do, especially when I agree with them. I read another really good piece of knowledge on Twitter (FofF) the other day. It went like this: Some people create their own storms and then get upset when it rains.

I think I want to be my own best friend on this lovely Christmas Eve. I don’t want to create unnecessary storms for myself or for others. I want to try to focus on all of the good stuff. My husband and I are so lucky to have all four of our kids home for the holidays this year. I’m having so much fun getting to know our new fluffy puppy. Today really is a good day for a good day! I hope that today’s among the best days that you’ve had, all year long, my friends! Merry Christmas Eve!

Collector of Experiences

“Shlemiel!  Schlimazel!  Hasenpfeffer Incorporated!” – Laverne and Shirley

A few weeks ago, my husband and I started chanting this theme song in unison to our eldest son who had a business trip in Milwaukee.  He seemed puzzled and probably figured that his parents had finally lost it all of the way.  RIP – Penny Marshall.  I’m sad that my kids didn’t enjoy the magic of “Laverne and Shirley.”  So good!

Yesterday, my middle son and three of his friends got up in the wee hours of the morning to check out the Space X launch.  Unfortunately, all four launches ended up being postponed.  They decided not to risk it again today, but it sounds like they had a fun “road trip with the boys.”  Recently, my middle son told me that he has become a “collector of experiences.” I like that.  I think that experience is probably the best thing that you can collect in life.  You get some pretty special by-products by collecting experiences, such as learning and wisdom, empathy and a bigger view of Life.

“Our headspace dictates our perspective . . . our perspective dictates our experience . . . our experience is nothing short of life itself.” – as seen on Twitter

 

If I Want To . . . .

My husband loves to quote Coach Willie Taggart, “The only difference between a good day and a bad day is your attitude.  So go have a great day if you want to!”  We repeat this quote a lot to each other and to our kids, especially on Mondays.  It’s a big responsibility to have a great day.  There are so many obstacles in the way.  Traffic, cranky people, an off-putting comment, an overflowing in-box, less than good sleep the night before, all seem to be roadblocks to the choice of having a great day.  That’s the key word, though, right?  Choice.  We choose how we look at traffic, cranky people, annoying comments, huge workloads and sleepiness.

In today’s world, sometimes it doesn’t feel cool to be Pollyanna.  You are almost expected to be cynical and sarcastic, if you want to be considered smart and “in the know.”  In the end though, what matters more?  How you perceive others to consider you to be or how you feel at the end of another precious day in your life?  Traffic can be turned into the blessing of having a car, and having forced alone time to think and contemplate and rest, in your car.  Cranky people can be a lesson in empathy and sending a silent prayer or blessing that connects you and the upset person to a force that holds both of you in the Highest of esteem.  Annoying comments can be a lesson in self awareness as to why the comment pricked us and could there be merit or a lesson in the thought, despite its unfavorable form of transport?  Huge workloads force us to prioritize and take tasks, methodically, one at a time.  I read once that we are all going to die with our in-boxes full.  Again, it is looking at things in a different perspective.  Sleepiness is just our bodies telling us to remember to prioritize our rest.  A quote I often think of is that your body is your soul’s address.  Be a good landlord.

I don’t think having a great day is always an easy task in our modern world.  But it is a task that I think is definitely worth pursuing.  So, thanks Coach, I will have a great day.  If I want to . . . .