Really, what does it mean to have a bad day? Does it mean that everything that you have planed for that day went all wrong?
For the better part of my life this is the way that I thought about things. My day would be all wrong because one thing didn't go right. For example, today I was walking around my house says how horrible my life was, and that no matter what I did nothing goes right. That when ever I get my hopes up something comes along and destroys them all, knocks them down and washes them away with the on coming tied. This has always been my out look on life. If you would to ask anyone I am a Debbie downer. I never see the classes as half full and I am always waiting and watching for the next thing to come up and try to break me down.
Today my mother told me a story about two men sitting on a bench and the one man is telling the other about how bad his life is and how when ever he tried to take one step forward he gets pushed three back. The second man starts to well up with tears and the first man asks, Are you crying? The second man says, Yes. The first replies with, are you crying over my problems? The second man turns to him and says: No, my wife just died.
I guess the meaning to this story is no matter how bad you may have it, someone else most likely has it way worst. I guess my new goal is to try to look forward and keep my head and my spirit held high, because not matter how bad my day is, someone else's is a lot worst. I am not perfect but I can atleats try, right?
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