Many years ago when I wasn’t so happy, in fact I was miserable, I knew something had to change. My life was not going the way I wanted it to go, and I was getting nippy, and nasty. I didn’t like my job, or anything else around me, I didn’t even life myself. I did however love my kids, and looking back I think part of my misery was that I wanted a better life for my kids, and myself.
Believe me, it took a lot of serious talks with myself before I came to a life altering conclusion. It wasn’t going to be easy, but then nothing worth doing is easy. I felt I was out on a limb that was about to break, and it was hanging over a very deep canyon.
Somehow I found myself in the possession of a small paperback book. How I got it I haven’t any idea, but it literally changed my life!
The book, if I can remember correcttly was, Change Your Thinking, Change Your Life by Eric Pace. I should have a copy in my library, but I must have loaned it to someone who needed to read it. I now have learned if you think you are loaning a book, you are really giving it away. Few of the books I’ve loaned have found their way back home.
This book taught me how to switch my negative thoughts, to positive thoughts. Yes! It doesn’t happen oven night! I was extremely negative, and unhappy beyond words. As I said things had to change.
On day when I was just finishing my house cleaning. My husband came walking into the kitchen with “great news!” So I patiently sat down at the counter, and was gifted with a story he couldn’t wait to tell me.
He told me of this wonderful waitress he had met, and started dating. Because I was such a great wife, understanding, and easy going, he decided against all the warnings his friends had, to tell me about her, and he did! He described her, her personality, and how much I would like her. Really, I’d like her? Actually I loved her, she just saved my life!
This was my golden opportunity…literally. After trying to figure out how my life could be happier, my sweet, dear husband figured it out for me. Some husbands work in misterious ways, don’t they?
So my husband, and this little book gave me the courage to change my life. In the process and because of my thoughtful husband at the time I was able to pull my life together, get my feet under me, and start a new life. In the process I was borrowing a car, furniture, and anything else I could find to put my new condo together with my three kids. Fortunately, my boys were in San Dugito Hi School, but my daughter was in Middle School. The boys were self sufficient, and I didn’t have to worry to much about them. But my daughter, I had to be much more protective in the next few years with me. It all turned out alright, with ups and downs here and there, but who doesn’t have those raising kids.
Back to the book…
Each time I had a bad thought, I’d struggle to find a positive was of thinking about it. Sometimes I had to really think to find that tidbit of positivity, but adventually it started to come naturally, and today I find myself with few negative thoughts. I catch myself, and tell myself I can’t do that and be happy. You may think it sounds cheesy, and unobtainable, but it isn’t. I truly appreciate, and love all people. That doesn’t mean I like them, but I see the good in everyone, even if they are not so good. Sometimes good people make bad choices, and sometimes people are bad to the bone. But within each of them is a little spark of goodness they probably don’t even know is there.
I’m not a Saint, nor do I want to be one. I’m just trying to be the best human being I can be!
Thank you for stopping to read Karen’s Stone Soup. I promised a mix of ideas and thoughts when I started this blog, and I’m being true to my word.
Wow.. What a story, dear friend!
When I read it a few days ago, it was just after I’d listened to an interview – where the man talked about the most difficult and painful challenges are the ones that make us strong – and the most compassionate people he knew were the ones who had endured suffering/of the heart or of the body – and emerged from it w/compassion to help others – jsut by being themselves. Without the suffering there’s not as much empathy…
Several times you’ve included an adorable little boy — and that image with the lizard – absolutely adorable and precious!
Thank you so much for taking the time to reply Liz. Your replies are those of encouragement for me, & helps me keep going. That little boy is my Grandson Nolan. The pictures are from an earlier time, he is now eleven years old. Tall, smart, & very well mannered. He’s still a little boy as boys mature much slower than girls do. My Granddaughter who is 14 now, has been going on 23 for several years, but isn’t into boys yet. I have a 16 year old Grandson, & a 28 year old Granddaughter also. They also inspire me to keep going! I hope all is well with you, I don’t see your posts very often, & when I do, they are so very inspiring. Keep up the good work my friend, & stay safe. Much love, Karen