There is something common to us all-rich or poor, black or white, single or married, famous or not so. We all are good at
COMPLAINING
Here in Indiana we had a wonderful February. Sunny, even somewhat balmy weather. No white stuff falling, but plenty of sun. A little rain. Okay…a lot at times. Somewhat windy. Temps hovering near the 50s for the whole month. I even rode my bike outside on a 70 degree day! Keep in mind that was February. And did I mention there was no white stuff falling?
I determined years ago to never complain about the weather. I have nothing to do with it and have absolutely no way to change it anyway, so I might as well accept it and live with it.
I often quipped during February’s aaaaah factor, “My fear is March will be what February was supposed to be.” Guess what? So far, except for a handful of days, I have been wrong! 🙂 However, not so much the past few. No white stuff has fallen to amount to anything but the temps have turned. There is one common thing though:
COMPLAINING
It seems we are never, or have trouble, being satisfied. The more we complain the more miserable we get. The antidote?
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS
That is not just a religious thing; it is a life thing. Being thankful for what we have changes things, especially our perspective. Nothing good ever comes out of bemoaning what you don’t have, or even bemoaning your lot in life.
If you want to beat the blahs; if you want to beat the wear-down that comes from complaining, take time out to count all you have been blessed with. Keep a journal. State your blessings out loud. Make a point each day to be grateful. Catalog your blessings by zeroing in on them.