“High times, hard times…sometimes the living is sweet and sometimes there’s nothing to eat…” (Lyrics from the Newsies movie)
I have had hard times in my life, or the difficult times when I was maybe treated less than fair, I don’t want to look back and dwell on the way things should have gone, I want to rejoice in the fact that things are better.
Why do I sound so “sickeningly” optimistic and cheerful? Some people start to get nauseated from all this cheer…
I’m so optimistic and cheerful because I’m going through trials, I’ve been through trials and I always face opportunities to be: angry or kind
and believe me, I’ve failed the “be kind” many times.
But, I stop and listen for the voice that says, “and what good will that do huh? just make you feel awesome for a split second? Because you know that it isn’t the right thing to do, even if you are being treated unfairly.”
I am smart, I am talented, and I possess a razor sharp tongue, capable of bringing people (figuratively) to their knees…I know, I’ve used it before.
And it feels empowering and energizing…but who’s power is it? What am I proving?
I want to follow the path of the Savior and I usually fall short; I am human.
But, rather than focus on hate and anger and “getting even” – I want to “be the change you want to see in the world.” Mahatma Gandhi
Another snow day for me, I’ve already spent way too much time on the internet, but I’ve also had more time to play and cuddle with my little boy.
Here’s to the kind of change that comes from choosing to do good.
p.s. all the above paintings were done by my maternal Grandmother.