I am thankful.
Thankful so many moons ago, my dad (with whom I never ever remember having any deep conversations growing up) put a book in my hands when I was about 16. It was called The Power of Positive Thinking. He’d just finished reading it. I can remember him saying something to the effect like..”Junior, this would be a good book to read.”
Flash forward to today. That conversation is still bearing fruit in my life. I am even more convinced now that I am 60 plus years and counting in the power and importance in the attitudes I chose as I approach today. A large part of right thinking involves being thankful. Finding things to be thankful for, even in the midst of chaos. Even in the midst of heartache and not so pleasant circumstances. Even in the midst of medical stuff.
What can I identify I can be thankful for?
Got a call this week from someone in crisis. Asked if I could take them to the hospital, they were in the midst of a major panic attack. Ever been around one of those? Lot of people never have. If you’ve not, contrary to what you might think, it’s not usually weak people that are most vulnerable, rather, it’s often times someone who is a go/ getter/ type a, never take a break, full throttle 7 days a week personality type. Yep.
I was thankful I was able to get in touch with 2 people on the phone as I was headed to their house…a counselor I know, and a nurse I know. Both picked up the phone. Both gave me great input as to how to proceed. I was thankful for their input. Thankful I didn’t have to fly completely blind as I took off with my friend to the hospital.
Thankful to for a book I read 25 years ago on the coaching tips from former Green Bay Packer coach, Vince Lombardi. I am not into food ball as funny as that might sound. I read the book because I was intrigued by his ability to motivate people. A quote from that book came to mind this week…
He said, “Football…beyond any game invented by man is closest to war…
it teaches a most important lesson of life….
the ability to walk through a storm and keep your head high.”
Yep, It was a full week for me (emotionally exhausting).
I am thankful I learned the art of weaving “margin” into my life in my late 20’s. As a first born, get-er-done. Work 7 days a week/ dairy farmers son I didn’t know any different.
Life is a marathon.
It is not a sprint.
We are not meant to be “on” 7 days a week.
You will pay the piper.
Feel free to do otherwise. 🙂
Time to play in the shop. Need to get ready to install another air conditioneer/ coolbot setup in the walk in cooler.
Tell me about your week. DM
PSA. I never know who may be reading this in the future. If by chance you’ve stumbled across this post after googing “panic attack” etc, Get yourself a copy of The Anxiety Cure by Archibald Hart.
Trust me, you’ll be glad you did. 🙂