Sometimes

November 12, 2021

Sometimes I too run into temporary problems, or disappointments. None of us is immuned to being human. Life happens. The way I handle these bothersome moments, is to think about what I have suggested to you to do when you are unexpectedly blindsided. After all I would never ask anyone to do anything I would not do myself. Unless the thing I needed done is beyond my ken and I can’t handle it myself. Then I ask someone to help me or get professional help. For instance, I live with four people who I love very much. I also live with a dog. A big dog. The dog needs to be walked, but she is very strong, and uncontrollable occasionally. I cannot walk her because she might pull me over and break me. If I let go of the leash, she might run away and never come back. There are three of us who can handle the dog. Three of us who can walk her. Therefore, one of the three walk the dog. Even though I would not be able to walk her myself. There are exceptions to most every rule. Suggestions are not written in stone, and every problem has its own unique solution. This is what happened to me today. I was typing an entry into my journal. I have been putting my heart and soul into it for a month or more, and I always save my entries after I have completed them. This morning as I was typing all of a sudden everything went blank. No words, just whiteness. I couldn’t figure out what had happened. I poked around. I don’t know what buttons I pushed, but my journal was gone. My entire journal was gone. My immediate reaction was ow. I was upset. Not crazy upset, but sad upset. I took a deep breath and backed away from the situation. Then I remembered the bowling ball thing. You know the one… even if you have to carry around a sixteen-pound bowling ball with you all the time, it will be okay. If you can see beyond the bowling ball on your lap and still see the miracles that are out there it will be okay. God doesn’t make mistakes, but I do and computers sometimes do also. Remembering the bowling ball, I decided to not cry over spilt milk. What is gone is gone. No use stressing. I will however try to find the source of the problem before I start my journal anew. The way I did not lose my happiness is by putting everything into perspective. Losing my journal, the words of my heart, is not that big a deal when you think about it. As a matter of fact, it had no import to anyone but me at this point. So, as they say in France, “That’s Life”. I don’t know French very well, so I am paraphrasing here. Here is another suggestion I made. Don’t make excuses why you don’t want to walk, just do it. If it is raining take an umbrella. This morning it was raining. Not hard, mostly a drizzle, but it was cloudy and damp outside, and I decided I would not walk. No excuses. I usually would have, but I just did not feel like walking in the rain this morning. Nothing is written in stone. You can make choices on a moment-to-moment basis. Being happy is being able to adjust to situations as they come along. Being happy is being able to smile because there is so much out there to smile about. It is never the end of the world. Do not freak out. Figure it out and be happy.

Granny-o