Friday, May 27, 2011

One, Two, Three….Choose?

Each and every day we are faced with decisions. Have we made the correct choice? Were we right or wrong? What is the outcome and what are the effects? Isn’t there a time where we can just have a moment where we do not have to decide….okay now I am having a wishful thinking moment?  Maybe when we were a newborn but even then there was a decision to cry to be fed, a decision to cry to be changed or a decision to laugh upon happiness. So really every minute of our life, we make a decision no matter how small it might be. My decision to be happy with the disability that I have is a blessing in its own way. Living a life with a disability can be a burden but truly I would not change a thing. A life free from disability and adversity, ABSOLUTELY NOT, not now. I have been given too much since my accident to turn back the clocks.

My life now is what has made me stronger and realize the importance to life, my family, my friends and just plain me. Why, you may be wondering, well prior to my accident I was missing out on so many things. For those who know me, our family was busy with family trips to the river A LOT, not a care in the world, going here and there. Yes we are busy now but the busy we were then was much different almost like it was bestowed upon us. Besides all the things we had and did, we missed the important things ALL together, children activities, family night, date night, family day, etc.  See my point of family! Why because I could not get away from the office, there was always a decision on my part to work just a little longer. Before I knew it, it was too late to leave. I am who I am, organized anal retentive, detailed, type A person but was I really using my abilities in the best way? No not really! Then my corn field came…..I was put in this predicament to be at home, wheelchair/cane bound, had to be driven around and had the opportunity to get  the things I was missing. Then it happened, I made it to an award show. The first time I saw the smile on my Childs face receiving an award was like the day he was born, what was I thinking? I thought I was the worst mother in the world for not attending all the previous shows. Then as the kids were sharing what award they received, my son’s friend said my mom and dad are not coming, then it hit me again, I was that parent. Yes I had to work but not once could I ever make the time to see one award show for any of my children? How successful was I? What was the importance of my success? Did my children really care what title I had or where my office was located?

Success is not about money or the moniker under your name, or the rank of the business you own, it is the smile that comes from your child or your family when they feel they have done something special. It could be an award ceremony or it could be the drawing they did at the kitchen table. Whatever it may be, it took ten-seconds, many sleepless nights and God to knock on my door several times to help me understand what I was missing was never more than inches away from me on a daily basis. I know now that I am truly blessed more than the day before. My Angel is always flying overhead!
As always, smile to stranger you just may brighter their day, indulge in a piece of candy, take a breath, love your family and friends, cherish a moment with your children, they grow up in a blink of an eye, no matter what happens today… tomorrow is a new day!
Until next time….Make it a Great Day!

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