I now know that a person can choose to be happy. Really. Every situation is what you make of it. If you want to be miserable I'm sure you'll find a bunch of people just wanting to moan and groan with you. Misery loves company. However, I truly want to be around folks that make me laugh or think or inspire me to be a better person. I don't want hang out and try to out do someone else's bad experience. I want to lift my buddies' mood! I want to inspire my team to do great things! I know we all complain sometimes. I always say I can't complain but sometimes I do anyway! I actually was driving to the race for the cure this year thinking all the way that I didn't like my new haircut. Of all things, I'm going to the Breast Cancer Walk upset about some hair that will grow back! I was so humbled once I got into the mix with so many that had come out to show their support for lost Mothers, Wives, Daughters, Aunts, Sisters, and friends. Some of the ladies out there didn't have any hair and would have been greatful to sport the style I was lamenting! I decided then and there to be grateful for all that I had and all that I did not have! I have decided to approach my life with an attitude of gratitude and CHOOSE to see the bright side and think happy and be happy! I hope you are able to see the great things in your life and say thank you for them. I hope you can choose happiness!

If I only had a brain

Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I knew everything I know now at 18. The truth is my wonderful parents have been trying to hip me to things since I was born-- Don't touch that, it's hot. Don't run out into the street. Boys don't marry girls that give it up on the first date. And so on like that. For some strange reason when we are younger than 24 (or until you have your first kid) we all think these older people are idiots. How in the world could they have any idea what we are going through. Maybe because they have been there, done that? Maybe because they don't want us to learn hard lessons? Once you have that first child you realize that you know absolutely nothing! Then you begin calling Mom and asking for her advice... he stuck a bead in his nose what do I do? Or how about that first house you buy... uhm Dad how do I turn off the breaker to install the ceiling fan? Eventually you call the parental units up and beg forgiveness for....staying out too late, running up the phone bill, leaving on the lights, not shutting the front door, and above all not LISTENING! So maybe if you are 18 now or soon will be you will realize that the first thing I wish I knew at your age was that my parents LOVE me, they WANT me to succeed, they are an untapped wealth of wisdom just waiting to be asked! Thank your parents! Peace in the Middle East **Spa Junkie