Sometimes I struggle too much to feel better, to be on top of things, to be more productive, to whatever. I struggle too much. Would it so bad if I just relax and let the apples fall where they might? It didn’t hurt Sir Isaac Newton when he got bonged on the head. He got credited the discovery of gravity. I’m thinking of changing my motto. Instead of no matter what, I’m going to get up, dress up and show up to let the apples fall where they might. How does that sound?
My cold is getting better. That’s what I say every morning. Then the day progress and I with it – not in an uplifting way. So far, I’m still ok, tapping it out, releasing my angst. I’m erupting, disrupting, destroying my old self. I’m been pent up too long, being too much of everything. Now I’m a good girl going bad. It feels wonderful. It feels marvellous. It’s freeing. Hope it lasts. Then I can rebuild.
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Some years ago, I chose to decide what kind of day I would have… every day. So, when I wake up I tell myself, “You’re going to have a GREAT day today!” Then, no matter what happens, I chalk it up to memories, experience, or character-development.
As a Bible-believing and practicing Christian, I believe God knows and allows everything that comes into my life, and He allows it for my betterment and His glory.
Keep re-writing your story. You’ll look back one day, and be pleased with who you’ve become. Onward!!!
Thank you!
I empathise. A rotten cold and rotten weather do not a happy self make. I did make some clothes for my grandkids today though, which made me feel a whole lot better.