I don't believe in coincidences. Not really. I mean they happen, yes. But they are for a reason, even if that reason is unknown to us now or for a while. So, coincidences happen, but they aren't coincidences because there's a reason behind them.
Does that make sense?
Grau pointed me in the direction of a blog post entitled, "An Unexpected Ass Kicking"
What a wonderful experience! Truly.
I've always loved the older generation. They have known so much in their lifetimes, that a few are bound to be exciting or interesting or both. Most all are unusual. Think about it, what the elderly remember are usually the highlights, the most laughs, the best loves, the unusual circumstances and the toughest lessons of their life.
Think back to when you were 30, 20, 15, or 10 years old.
What did you think of someone ten years older than yourself? (they were magical to me! they knew so much!)
What did you think about your own life? (I didn't know there WAS a goal)
What were your sparkling revelations? (That the radio didn't continue where it left off after I turned it back on...)
What were your dreams and goals? Did you do them? And why not? (I wanted to be a nurse, then a home interior designer, then a nurse again)
What we learn is what matters. Who we are can always change. We have the power within us to be nice, to be mean, to be rude, to be intelligent, to be lazy, or to get angry, hurt and vengeful. ORrrrrrrrr.......
...we have the power to blaze a new trail. To learn something new, to understand someone else, to smell the roses, to go for the stars.
Don't be jealous someone else's cooking is better than yours. Learn to cook better.
Don't be angry you didn't get that promotion. Be happy for the person that did and vow to do better the next go 'round.
Don't look for dirt in someone else's life. Because if you do, I'm pretty sure you sweep your dirt under the rug.
Look to create, not denigrate.
Inside each of us is the power to create something so awesome and wonderful, no one else could have done it. The trick is to believe it. The doing comes after.
It's not who you think you are. It's who you think you're not.
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