Well another Christmas has come and gone. I am left with the warm memories of time with friends and family.
Haven’t felt so good the past couple of days, nothing serious just extra tired and have literally slept more hours than I have been awake. I didn’t do anything that I would have thought would tire me out more so than normal. I suppose just the excitement of the season and the family and friends.
I am not sure exactly which day it was, and may have been on Christmas Day, I am not sure. But, a thought came to me. I wish I could capture this moment, freeze it, and then some how project it forward through out the entire year. I mean permanently instill into everyones heart the exact feelings they were enjoying at that moment. Permanently instill all the special feeling of the Christmas Spirit, the love, the joy, the special feeling of love toward all man kind, the spirit of giving. I relished that moment and was sadden a little when I thought, in a day or two this will all be gone and we will all be plunked right back into our normal daily lives. We will carry a few warm memories in our hearts, but generally will carry on with our lives almost as if Christmas had never happened.
If anything, our mood and spirits can actually turn in the opposite direction as we are suddenly faced with the credit card bills accumulated over Christmas. Our spirits can almost go from one extreme to the other.
So here I sit, Christmas is over and I am back to facing my life. Facing the fact I am dying. Talk about an emotional change. One day celebrating a wonderous day, full of love and joy to the next day and back to facing, I am dying.
More than ever I am realizing my thoughts control my emotions. This together with the fact the Good Lord granted me free will, I can to a large extent chose how I am going to feel. I can chose to enter and live in my own private “kingdom of woe” be miserable and generally make the lives of all around me miserable.
Or, I can make the choose to be happy and enjoy my days. The quality of my life improves as does the quality of all those around me. “Just because I have a pain doesn’t mean I have to be one”
Ultimatley, the end result will be the same. The only difference will be how I chose to spend the time. When I think of it how can I be anything but so happy and grateful, I am such a lucky man.
I think I am hard done by when I miss “A” meal because of my upset stomach, millions are starving and miss most meals, really how can I complain.
Millions are all alone facing the same situation as I am, but they are alone or in fear. I have my family, friends and have no fear. How can I complain.
I could continue this list forever, I am a lucky man. I know this and want to hold that thought in my mind and in my heart everyday.