Friday, March 13, 2015

Writing My Own Story.

As anyone who knows me is already well aware, my Aunt and Uncle led a team of friends and renovated/redecorated our home last week. I'll post more about that later (including lots of photos), but I wanted to share one thing today.

In our bedroom, near the desk where I usually sit and write, my Aunt picked out a wall decal with a saying that she thought would inspire me.

And surprise, surprise. It's already working its way into my daily thoughts.

This morning, this car was in front of me for nearly a mile.

And there's no other way to say it. This driver was all kinds of annoying. She was going 15 in a 25mph zone. When she slowed to a stop at the lights, she kept nearly three car lengths in between her and the car in front of her. And as you can see in the picture, when she stopped at a very busy intersection, she plunked herself smack dab in the middle of the lane. That, of course, meant that me and the other drivers behind me were unable to make a right turn on the red light. So we all sat there, traffic backing up and all of us ready to get out of our vehicles and share our less-than-happy attitudes with this woman.

But then, for whatever reason, I thought about that saying.

"Remember when writing the story of your life, don't let anyone else hold the pen."

And it clicked.

Before I encountered this woman, I was in a pretty good mood. It's Friday, the sun is shining, and it's an unbelievably beautiful Spring-like day here in San Diego. I was singing along to my music, feeling great, and looking forward to a good day.

In other words, I had previewed the story of my day and I was looking forward to experiencing it.

So why give this woman the power to rewrite my day? The few minutes I spent following her in her car mean absolutely nothing in the bigger scheme of my otherwise amazing day ahead. Instead of churning and getting pissed off, I actually chuckled and said, out loud, "yeah, yeah, I get it."

It's my day. I get to choose how it plays out. And today, I choose to be happy.

And yes, it really is that simple.

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