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Life is about Choices

Life is about Choices
Michael is the kind of guy you love to hatelineage 2 adena. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any betterlotro gold, I'd be twins!" He was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad daylotro gold, Michael was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael and asked himdofus kamas "I don' t get it. You can' t be positive all the time. How do you do it?"
Michael replieddofus kamas, each morning I wake up and say to myself 'Mike, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happenseve isk, I can choose to be a victim or choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of lifeeve isk. I choose the positive side of life."
Soon thereaftereve iskead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard Michael was involved in a serious accidentbuy ffxi gil, falling off 60 feet from a communications tower.
After l8 hours of surgerybuy ffxi gil, and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back. I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he wasbuy ffxi gil, he replied, "If I were any betterbuy ffxi gil, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.
"The first thing that went through my mind was the well being of my soon-to-born daughterRay ban glass," Michael replied. "Then, as I lay on the ground, remembered I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live." "Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Michael continued, "... the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be finetrue religion jeans. But when they wheeled me into the operation room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, l read 'He's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action." "What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me" said Michael. "She asked me if I was allergic to anythingchristian audigier. 'Yes,' I said. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled", 'Gravity'" Over their laughterBedroom furniture, I told them, 'I'm choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead'.

yourself project

yourself project
An elderly carpenter was ready to retireffxi gil. He told his employer of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family. He would miss the paycheckffxi gil, but he needed to retire. They could get by.
The employer was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favorffxi gil. The carpenter said yesffxi gil, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanshi-p and used inferior materialsbuy ffxi gil. It was an unfortunat-e way to end his career.
When the carpenter finished his work and the employer came to inspect the house and handed the front-door key to the carpenterguild wars gold. "This is your house," he said, "my gift to you."
So it is with usguild wars gold. We build our lives in a distracted- way, reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effortCabal online Alz. Then with a shock we look at the situation we have created and find that we are now living in the house we have built. If we had realizedeq2 platinum, we would have done it differentl-y.
Think of yourself as the carpenterl2 adena. Think about your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Build wisely. It is the only life you will ever build. Even if you live it for only one day moreKnight Noah, that day deserves to be lived graciously- and with dignity. The plaque on the wall says, "Life is a do-it-yourself project." Who could say it more clearly? Your life tomorrow will be the result of your attitudes and the choices you make todaydiesel sale. Dont Allow Your Weaknesses to Limit You
We all have weaknesses and strengths True religion– no matter who we are. Sometimes the weaknesses seem to outweigh the strengths and sometimes it’s the other way around. Some people get sick easilyCartier glass. Some struggle to manage their finances properlyarmani jeans. Some people are hopeless communicators and struggle with relationships.
Many people leave it and that and accept it as just bad luck birkenstock sandals but not everyone. Some people facing huge limitations still manage to achieve tremendous thingsHome furniture. They rise above their weaknesses and do not allow them to limit their possibilities.

Feather in the wind

Feather in the wind
A certain good woman one day said something that hurt her best friend of many yearsKnight Gold. She regretted immediately and would have done anything to have taken the words back . What she said hurt the friend so much that this good woman was herself hurt for the pain she caused . In an effort to undo what she had done Perfect world gold, she went to an older ,wise woman in the village, explained her situation Perfect world gold,and asked for advice.
Listening to her Ed hardy hoodies，the older woman sensed the younger woman's distress and knew she must help her . She also knew she could never alleviate the pain , but she could teach . She knew the outcome would depend solely on the character of the younger woman christian audigier. She said ,"Tonight Prada sneakers,take your best feather pillows and put single feather on the doorstep of each house in the town before the sun rises."
The young woman hurried home to prepare for her chore evisu jeans,even though the feather pillows were very dear to her .All night long ,she labored alone in the cold. Finally the sky was getting light ,she placed the last feather on the steps of the last house Armani exchange.Just as the sun rose, she returned to the older woman.
"Now"birkenstock sale, said the wise woman,"go back and refill your pillows with the feather you have put on the steps .then everything will be as it was before."
"You know that's impossibleoakley sunglasses! the wind blew away each feather as fast as I placed them on the doorsteps!" the young woman was surprised .
"That's trueffxi gil," said the older woman."never forget. each of your words is like a feather in the wind. once spoken, no amount of effort, regardless how heartfelt or sincerecustom labels, can never return them to your mouth. Choose your words well and guard them most of all the presence of those of you love. "
Once upon a timeBike helmet, there was an island where all the feelings lived: HappinessDining chair, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayediphone apps. Love wanted to hold out until the last Dining tablepossible moment.

Spring Thaw

Spring Thaw
Every April I am beset by the same concern-that spring might not occur this yearpolo Ralph Lauren. The landscape looks forsaken, with hillsCabal Alz, sky and forest forming a single graymeld, like the wash an artist paints on a canvas before the masterwork. My spirits ebb, as they did during an April snowfall when I first came to Maine 15 years ago. "Just wait," a neithbor counseled. "You'll wake up one morning and spring will just beeq2 plat here."
Andlo, on May 3 that year I awoke to a green so startling as to be almost electriccoogi jeans, as if spring were simply a matter of flipping a switch. HillsDg sneakers, sky and forest revealed their purples, blues and green. Leaves had unfurled, goldfinches had arrived at the feeder and daffodils were fighting their way heavenward.
Then there was the old apple treeEd hardy sale. It sits on an undeveloped lot in my neighborhood. It belongs to no one and therefore to everyone. The tree's dark twisted branches sprawl in unpruned abandonray ban sunglasses. Each spring it blossoms so profusely that the air becomes saturated with the aroma of apple. When I drive by with my windows rolled down, it gives me the feeling of moving in another elementbirkenstock shoes, like a kid on a water slide.
Until last yearDiesel mens, I thought I was the only one aware of this tree. And then one day, in a fit of spring madness, I set out with pruner and lopper to remove a few errant branchesRalph Lauren. No sooner had I arrived under its boughs than neighbors opened their windows and stepped onto their porcheseve online isk. These were people I barely knew and seldom spoke to, but it was as if I had come unbidden into their personal gardens.
My mobile-home neighbor was the first to speakBike helmets."You're not cutting it down, are you?" Another neighbor winced as I lopped off a branch. "Don't kill it, now," he cautioned. Soon half the neighborhood had joined me under the apple arbor. It struck me that I had lived there for five years and only now was learning these people's namesWooden cabinet, what they did for a living and how they passed the winter. It was as if the old apple tree gathering us under its boughs for the dual purpose of acquaintanceship and shared wonder. I couldn't help recalling Robert Frost'sDining chair* words:
One thaw led to anotherLithium Polymer. Just the other day I saw one of my neighbors at the local store. He remarked how this recent winter had been especially long and lamented not having seen or spoken at length to anyone in our neighborhood. And then, recouping his thoughts, he looked at me and saidSolar system, "We need to prune that apple treeagain."

of Frozen Peas

of Frozen Peas
A few weeks after my first wife, Georgia, was called to heavenLacoste shirts, I was cooking dinner for my son and myself. For a vegetablePrada shoes, I decided on frozen peas. As I was cutting open the bag, it slipped from my hands and crashed to the floor. The peas, like marbles, rolled everywhere. I tried to use a broom, but with each swipe the peas rolled across the kitchenEd hardy clothing, bounced off the wall on the other side and rolled in another direction.
My mental state at the time was fragilePolo shirts. Losing a spouse is an unbearable pain. I got on my hands and knees and pulled them into a pile to dispose of. I was half laughing and half crying as I collected themDiesel jeans. I could see the humor in what happened, but it doesn't take much for a person dealing with grief to break down.
For the next weekdiesel jeans, every time I was in the kitchen, I would find a pea that had escaped my first cleanup. In a corner, behind a table leg, in the frays at the end of a mat, or hidden under a heatercartier sale, they kept turning up. Eight months later I pulled out the refrigerator to cleanmicroscope, and found a dozen or so petrified peas hidden underneath.
At the time I found those few remaining peasBlu Ray Ripper, I was in a new relationship with a wonderful woman I met in a widow/widower support group. After we married, I was reminded of those peas under the refrigerator. I realized my life had been like that bag of frozen peas. It shattered. My wife was gonenike shox. I was in a new city with a busy job and a son having trouble adjusting to his new surroundings and the loss of his mother. I was a wreck. I was a bag of spilled, frozen peasname plates. My life had come apart and scattered.
When life gets you downrfid tag; when everything you know comes apart; when you think you can never get through the tough times, remember, it is just a bag of scattered, frozen peas. The peas can be collected and life will move on. You will find all the peas. First the easy peas come together in a pile. You pick them up and start to move on. LaterSki helmets, you find the smaller, harder-to-find peas. When you pull all the peas together, life will be whole again.
The life you know can be scattered at any timeCoffee table. You will move on, but how fast you collect your peas depends on you. Will you keep scattering them around with a broomwedding dresses, or will you pick them up one-by-one and put your life back together?
How will you Slip ringcollect your peas?

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