Friday, March 20, 2009

Half Empty or Half Full

Today I went to counseling. Now you are probably wondering how often I go? :) Well, I go when I can feel myself being STUCK, and not quite able to move in the direction that I want to be going. I have known this counselor for many years and he is a man of great wisdom and counsel. He seems to know how to look at my life in his 3rd person perspective, and able to help me see the options I have of getting UNSTUCK. I do realize that the things that I am facing right now are pretty big. Trying to figure out how to go on with life and not be constantly looking over your shoulder is much harder than it  seems. I still feel like I am in one place and one train of thought and others around me are somewhere totally different and that is hard to explain. But the bottom line is this...I know my purpose in life and I have to decide if I am going to move forward and live that, or sit at home and worry about if my cancer will return. I need to be gentle with myself, this isn't going to be an easy feat but...I know it is possible if every day I just try to remember that my glass is half full instead of half empty. So I will head to bed and leave with you this half empty or half full story. Thank you so much for never giving up on me. I continue to get your sweet calls, emails and cards, thanks they truly do make a difference!















                                                  The House of 1000 Mirrors

Long ago in a small, far away village, there was place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the House, he thought to himself, "This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often."

In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him. As he left, he thought to himself, "That is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again."

All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kind of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?


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