Monthly Archives: January 2018

be someone’s happiness

Every day we have the opportunity to affect someone’s life.  How we choose to do so is up to us.  Will we make a positive impact on someone, or will it be negative?  How we choose to approach any given situation is up to us.

I am very fortunate to have the opportunity to see many different people from many different spectrums of life.  I know that I have the power to make their day miserable, or to try and turn it around and make a positive impact on each person I see in a day.  I know that there are people who are looked through instead of looked into.  I don’t want to just look through people.  Nobody wants to be invisible.

When we choose to be someone’s happiness, the effect multiplies.  When we take time to truly be present in the moment, we show that person that they matter.  Connect with them, lock eyes so they know that you are listening.  You might be amazed at what happens!

When we show that people truly matter, their best comes forward.  I was able to get a smile, more than once, from an elderly man who was perceived as being difficult by others.  Beyond being able to get a smile from him, he also sang for me.

Not only was I part of his happiness, he became someone who gave me happiness in return.  Will you be someone’s happiness too?

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2018 goal check in

As we sit here in the dead of winter’s stillness, it is this time that I often consider more in depth the goals I had planned for myself.  We are now three weeks into the new year, and it gives some breathing space for those lofty ideas that seemed so wonderful during the holiday season.  This is either the time that those goals tend to fall to pieces, or that they become solidified.

One goal is nearly complete, and I had given myself until mid year to get there.  That one makes me quite happy.  Another one has still been untouched, but if I leave it for too long, I will miss my timeline goal.  It gives me a feeling of warning, so I best get to working on it as well.  Yet another goal has been in progress, and I am happy to be consistently plugging away at it.  I have a wonderful friend who encourages me, pushes me even, in the very best way.  I know I will be better for it, and for that I am very grateful.

I find that setting goals does help me initially.  Reviewing those goals and making plans helps me take them to completion.  I have taken steps and looked into workshops that I plan to take, and I have registered for classes for the fun goals that are for my personal development and enjoyment.

If you set yourself goals or ‘resolutions’, where are you at this three week mark?  Are you going strong or have you decided it was a bad idea?  Will you modify yours or slog through it?

it’s the little things

I had a gentle reminder last night that it is important to celebrate the little things in life.  Sitting here in my fourth decade of life, I think of things like birthdays as something that come and go.  Do I make a big deal out of my kids’ birthdays?  Yes, of course.  Would I consider doing the same for my own? Absolutely not.

Last night, we celebrated a dear friend’s birthday.  It was not a hallmark birthday, just a birthday.  He invited a few of his closest friends and families, and we went bowling.  The kids had a blast, and so did the adults!  Afterwards, we went back to his place for cake and wine, and played couple games.

Why do we (or perhaps just I) not consider celebrating our own birthdays?  Yes, there are many of them once we get to this stage of our lives, but why not celebrate them with youthful vigour? It certainly is one way to beat winter depression, and it created some fun and lasting memories along the way.

lose a minute, not a life

Lose a minute, not a life.  I read these words five days a week as I drive to work.  I see them because they are on a sign outside an elementary school that I pass by every day.  I’ve read them, and they have made an impact on me.

Lose a minute, not a life.  It seems so simple.  Slow down, be patient.  Pay attention.  Why is this so difficult for people to do sometimes?

I have a story that needs to be told.  It doesn’t have a tragic ending, although it could easily have been.  Earlier this week, I was driving home.  It had been a long day at work.  I had just given a blood donation after my workday ended, and was finally making my way home.  It was maybe a half past six in the evening on an early January Thursday.  Living here in Canada though, it was already dark as it typically is in the sleepy months of winter.  I was minutes away from my doorstep, and slowed to make my right handed turn into my neighbourhood as my turn signal clicked like a metronome.  I had a large diesel truck behind me, clearly impatient for me to turn move out of his way.  I had also noticed that there was a lady walking her beautiful dog across the street where I was turning, but slightly ahead.  She did everything right; she was crossing the street in the designated crosswalk zone.  She waited until it was safe, knowing I was turning.  What she didn’t realize is that this driver behind me wasn’t able to see her.  She couldn’t have known that he was going to be impatient and cut into the next lane to speed past me.  I watched in horror as I sat in my car, unable to help her, as she had to run to escape this accelerating metal battering ram.

Her life was spared by a literal inch.

LOSE A MINUTE, NOT A LIFE screamed inside me.  I was shaking, and can only imagine how she could have felt.  I regret the inability to be able to report the licence plate.  It happened too fast, it was too dark, and the plate was too dirty from winter roads.  I regret that I did not turn around and check on her.

I made my way home, traumatized by what I had witnessed.  I sat, head in my hands and cried.  Why can’t everyone just lose a minute, not a life?