A New Day

This day started in a whirlwind. You know those days where you just know it is going to go 90 miles an hour all day long. Thankfully I did not procrastinate the things that I needed to do and thus am able to slow down, even if it is for 10 minutes. Procrastination is a concept that I have become fully involved in over the years. It amazes me how little things snowball so quickly if not taken care of from the start. Over the last few months I have taken a strong effort to do those things which I may not like so they do not loom over me later as a bigger task I REALLY don't like or a crisis. I have to often pray and ask God to help me to stay on track. I would love to tell you I have successfully accomplished all my goals recently this way but I have not. In the same way as my struggle to gain control over my eating habits I have learned I did not get to these habits overnight and I will not turn them around overnight. I say this to myself not as an excuse but to keep me from going down the path of dismay that will lead me to stop the great progress I have made. I pray I will reach my goal in the coming months but for now I just must take it one day at a time.

I took the girls to the Aquarium the other day and then we went for a trolley ride. As we got on the trolley I noticed there was noone there but a young man sitting all alone. After a short while he spoke to a couple of people getting on offering them a flyer for telephone service. I noticed then he had a great deal of difficulty speaking. As he stood up to leave the trolley at another stop I observed that he appeared to have cerebal palsy. I looked at him and realized again how blessed I am. In everything that transpired over my childhood my parents were told that I may not ever walk. And yet I do. Further, both of my girls were both born healthy. I noticed this man did not sulk he just went about the business he set out to do, albeit it difficult. I thought once again that much more often I need to use all the skills God has blessed me with and be thankful for all he has given me. In that thankfulness will I find the true joy that brings me up on those days that seem so gloomy.

With that thought in mind this morning I finished a vigorous workout a the gym that I had barely graced the door of in the years prior to this past January. I am not where I want to be but I am a work in progress. I feel that should always be the way I look at my life. A work in progress, better than I used to be.