Try to See the Glass Half Full

Zenovia B.
Do you always see the glass as half empty instead of half full? Here is an email a friend sent me:

John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always have something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins."

He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, "I don't get it, you can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"

He replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood."

"Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life."

"Yeah right, it's not that easy," I protested.

"Yes it is," he said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk in every situation. You choose how people affect your mood.You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It is your choice how you live your life."

I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter I left that job to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower, after 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.

I saw him six months after the accident.

When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins...wanna see my scars?"

I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was the well being of my soon to be born daughter," he replied. "Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices, I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I choose to live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.

He continued, "The paramedics were great , they kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the doctors and nurses expressions, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read he's a dead man! I knew I needed to take action."

"Well what did you do?" I asked.

"Well there was a big bully, nurse shouting questions at me." said John. "She asked if I was allergic to anything?"

"Yes I replied, the doctor and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breathe and yelled, gravity!"

Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive not dead."

He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.

Attitude after all, is everything. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matthew 6:34)

After all today is tomorrow, you worried about yesterday.

Published by Zenovia B.

My name is Zenovia Barksdale and I am 45 years old, mother and grandmother. I have written a book, "I Refuse To Be Lonely and also the "Beauty and Strength Of A Woman." at www.lulu.com  View profile

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