I received such nice comments on my Pollyanna piece, making me glad I wrote it, after almost deleting it because it was so, you know, Pollyanna-ish.
Has had me thinking about the three Gs.
Grace, Gratitude, and Generosity…the three places I try to live in, especially when life takes a bumpy turn.
To remind yourself of the good that will battle the bad is a wonderful state to stay in.
Not easy, but worth the attempt.
Wonder who I’m channeling. Gandhi maybe, who
said, “We must become the change we want to see?”
Or Ralph Waldo Emerson suggesting, be silly, be honest, be kind.
And Anne Lamott, another one of God’s girls, admitting,
All advice at least, worth considering.
A good habit is as easy to develop as a bad one. To catch yourself in the middle of woe is me, is easily done if you develop even an iota of consciousness.
I had a terrible day yesterday filled with angst and disappointment leaving me in tears, yet pressed on, just the same. Hating to admit this, but I get it from my mother who kept going no matter what.
Like the toy soldiers in Laurel and Hardy’s, March of the Wooden Soldiers, who kept marching, even without their heads.
There was an old man standing on the curb with two canes looking lost and bewildered. He was waiting for a cab that of course wouldn’t stop because he couldn’t raise his arm to flag it down.
While Grace showed her pretty head, I helped him, but not as much as he helped me. There I was, in full stride, while he, doing the best he could, was having a hard time just getting home.
She does that, that Grace, humbling you quietly.
There was the kid at the Gap, with only one arm, folding sweaters, and the mother of 4 with another on the way asking for help. Imagine all those mouths to feed, including her own, reminding me of all the food I had in my refrigerator.
I went home, wept one more time for good measure, before Grace and Gratitude, along with Generosity came a’callin, reminding me how lucky I am, despite life’s unexpected twists.
I then, put on a fresh nighty, climbed into a clean bed with my book, while all three dozed peacefully beside me.