Perspective

Life is all about perspective. It is about what you see from where you are standing. It is about how something affects you when it has not affected anyone else. We had this discussion in work yesterday. One person thought that my boss flew into the office in a rage, yelling. I thought she walked into the office quietly as she normally does. The other receptionist agreed with me. How could three people see the same event in two separate ways? What I saw was my boss coming in pleasantly as usual and asking the bookkeeper to compare ledger dates with documentation dates. No voices were raised. No attitudes were there. The bookkeeper did not have all of the information and maybe she was caught off guard so her mind tweaked the conversation in a negative way. Whatever the truth is, goes back to the individual.

The Age of Reflection

How old do you have to be to reflect upon your life and see your mistakes? I think that 50 is a good starting point. When we are in our 20's and 30's we can only see how life affects us. We are so busy building a life that we cannot see how what we do can take a toll on others. When we reach 40 we realize that there are other people's feelings in the world and maybe our actions can hurt them, but we do not have enough life skills to fix things. When we get to be 50 and over we see our years on the other side of the mountain. We can feel for other people in a way we never did before. We can see hurt and anger that was unnecessary. We can see that small things were blown up out of proportion and were not relevant to anything. Sometimes we are lucky and can mend fences. Sometimes the fences that we need to mend are no longer there. That is something that can haunt us forever.

Vote

Today is election day. It is your responsibility to vote. If you do not place your vote, you are in essence voting for the other party. People do not realize that. Read the papers. Find out what the candidates stand for and how it will effect you and make your decision upon that. If you do not vote you do not have the right to complain.

Missing Product

It has happened again. A product that I love has been discontinued. I have been drinking matcha tea for the last few weeks. It promotes a healthy stomach while helping you burn fat. Matcha is a tea that is grown in the shade and dried, then ground into a fine powder. It is sold in all coffee shops in the form of tea or smoothies. The only down side is that it is expensive. I found it at a reasonable rate and bought it from a company for a few months. All of a sudden I cannot find the company online. The packing slip did not have a telephone number. Now I am on a search for matcha tea at a reasonable price. I should have just bought a ton of it when it was available.

Misplaced

It has happened again. I put something in a safe place and cannot remember where it is. It is nothing earth shattering, but it is something that I need for a craft project and if I do not find it, I will have to rebuy it. I am sure that the moment I open the new package, the old one will pop out from thin air to taunt me.

God Bless America

Last night I had dinner with my family. There were four generations at the table, from my father, to me, to my son to my grandchildren. After dinner my father was talking to my grandson about singing songs. He asked if my grandson liked to sing and he said that he did. They decided to sing a song together. I was busy clearing the table and by the time I got back into the room, it was too late to make a video. The song they were singing was "God Bless America". My father chose the song and my grandson knew the words to it. It was a wonderful moment in time to see two people ages 96 and 6, singing a patriotic song. This is America at its best.

November

I cannot believe that it is November. It seems like just yesterday was Halloween. It was. The weather was dreary and not many trick or treaters came to my house. I was left with a bag of Kit Kat's and a few Smarties. I am not ready to commit my mind to winter. My memories of the town pool are still fresh and are fighting as they are pushed out of my brain. As each  day passes, I am one step closer to life changes and that scares me. For all I know, these changes may be wonderful but there is an unknown attached to them that worries me. I guess I have to heed the advice I tell my patients. Focus on the now. Life is easier that way.