One Second of Perspective

Some days are not perfect. Some days I need to seriously remind myself of  all the great things in my life. Because it is so easy to get distracted. To become frustrated. To forget. To let the little things of the daily grind get my gears rotating the wrong way.

It’s just as easy to be reminded.

All I need is one second of perspective to remind myself of all the good things in the world.  To remember that there are soooooo many great things waiting to happen to me.  To keep in mind that there are so many days, that haven’t happened yet, that are going to be awesome.  To remember the real things that matter are the relationships that I build. To be kind to people that I meet, because I never know what kind of battle they are fighting and hope they remember to do the same for me.

The little boy, underneath the apple tree… he reminds me.

To speak with calmness. And to think before doing so.

To listen…sometimes that is all a person needs.

To live with intent and purpose and love. Mostly love.  95% love.

We went to have a piece of pie today. Just the dino dude and I.  We  do that once a week (coffee or something special)  This week twice. In the 20 minutes we were there, I met a man. He was 94. Had been wounded in World War II and walked with a cane.  He eats pie every day.  And coffee. And he had seen the world.  Experienced things I can only imagine. And his smile made my day so much better. He smiled the whole time we talked. And his eyes twinkled. His stories weren’t meant to impress….and he was telling them to himself as much as he was to me. We left and said our goodbyes. I asked the waitress if I could pay for his meal…. she was delighted. She sees him every day. And I bet that he makes her smile too.  He was the perspective I needed today.

Some good old rock and roll.

Song: Life’s Been Good, Joe Walsh