Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.
I had the opportunity recently to listen to a conversation between friends and their daily discussions with their children. My one friend states that she tells her child each day that she is beautiful and perfect. She tells her how well she has done and how proud she is of her and the love she shows her sibling and friends. My other friend stated that she did affirm her children, but that if she felt they were being ‘less than’ she was very quick to point out the fact. She explained that they needed to know when their behavior, their school work and general being was less than perfect. That this would strengthen them for the world and what life has to throw at them.
I am not here to judge either opinion, I am not qualified to do so, but it does make me think about what am I doing to the people around me, am I lifting them up, affirming them, their presence in my life and how much better it is because of them. Or in my self-absorption am I completely oblivious to the effect that my smile or scowl had on the person I just interacted with.
There is definitely a decision to be made; ‘did I get out of bed on the right side?’ I would love to be able to confirm that I wake each morning and make the conscious and deliberate decision to live for the moment, enjoy the day that I have been given and in doing so share this with those around me, but let’s be honest most days I am just pleased to get out of bed on time and have enough time to get make up on my face!
I wish I had the switch in my head that can turn off the negative thoughts that run continuously through my mind, whether I am tuned in to them or not, they shape my life and how I interact with those around me. You know those voices that tell us who we are and what we are. If I was my friend, would I judge me as much as I judge myself? Why can I not accept me, warts and all? I have naturally curly hair, do I appreciate it, love it, embrace it, and the fact that it comes from my father’s side of the family, who were so very proud of their curl? No, no, no!! I spend an unbelievable amount of time and products straightening, and trying to keep my hair straight throughout the day, especially in the humidity of the south. Yet on the days that I do leave it natural I get so many compliments, surely they cannot mean the same hair that I see in the mirror, they must be mistaken!
Recently I have been faced with the knowledge that life is not guaranteed, that we do not know when we will be called home, or if the last time we shared a smile with a friend and loved one is the last time we would share that smile.
So, today, I choose to live and smile and share love, and tomorrow…