You know the whole notion of the serenity prayer? To be able to tell the difference between what we can and cannot control.
How’s that working out?
Here’s what i’ve discovered over the years:
My biggest struggle came from not working hard enough nor long enough to intuitively know what i can’t control.
So i hung onto the impossible-to-change stuff. A heavy emotional burden.
Hanging onto this was hell.
Letting go of everything i cannot control is bliss.
Came to find out i focused on what i couldn’t control so i didn’t have to focus on what i can.
Crazy. Stupid even.
Why else would i do it?
Do i still worry about things i cannot control?
The only acceptable answer is, “No”.
Does this sound familiar?
Focus, discipline, intentionality and purpose are essential in overcoming the daily onslaught of expected and unexpected to-do’s.
The constant struggle to keep up is better, if you really think about it, than the daily struggle to medicate, distract, and entertain ourselves away from the pain of being buried.
Life is hard. No one is immune.
After five mornings without Cooper, still unable to tell if it’s denial or strength.
Leaving Sanibel Island in a couple hours to return home.
Stopping by the Emergency Vet place to pick up his ashes.
Compared to two days ago, yesterday was an epic failure. The whole Family was off (MLK day) and we even had two other boys for most of the day. Beautiful weather too.
For years I’ve told everyone I work seven days a week in order to have some semblance of work life balance. But being a holiday and three day weekend, I swore I wouldn’t, not on a holiday.
Alas, the road to heck is paved with good intentions.