I'm am finally on the mend! I have even gone back to water aerobics. My bones are feeling good.
One thing that I like about myself is the ability to make lemonade from the lemons that life hands. me. It is my number one skill. Just thinking about whatever-sorry-thing-that-has-come-my-way as a lemon perks me up. I've had the shingles lemon, the flu lemon, and the ear infection lemon thrown at me in succession, and I just see those lemons swirling around in a beautiful glass pitcher and the sugar dissolving.
The visual helps, but this thinking helps more. I think, "I'm not entitled to anything." Everything is a gift. Every breath. Every step. Every moment. I know that I will never pass this way again. There is no other life; there is today and now. Letting go of the past and the future helps me so much. I don't despise the day that I took my first step. I will not despise the day I take my last one.
My days are worth consideration. They are never worthless. I do not scorn my moments, no matter how mundane. A lemonade life goes far beyond optimism. Optimism is rooted in an idea that there will be a successful outcome, but here's the rub, there isn't always a successful outcome. What are you going to do then? Feeling like you are out in the cold, positive thinkers? Ready to join the dark side with the pessimists?
Take a breath. Optimism is a useful tool. We made it to the moon. Pessimism has its place too. That's why we build in backup systems. Perspective helps. The universe is a humongous place. Your success or failure is less than a drop in that bucket. Is it enough to be a bunch of matter that has come together and is aware? And here is something I'm as sure of as dark matter and something smaller than a Higgs particle: great love. I can't weigh love. I can't measure it. I can't prove it exists, but I know it does. Sweet love. Yay, sugar!
Mix your lemons and sugar. Live a lemonade life.
Here is a doodle:
Here is a quote for your pocket.
And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plough, lose my land,
Oh if I ever lose my hands, Oh if I won't have to work no more.