Perspective

Today was a lovely warm day--got up to 60 degrees. Lura tells me it was a cool day in San Diego--she could wear a light jacket. I would guess our temps were probably pretty similar. Now, in our cases, we both enjoyed it, but there are those who complain if the temps drop that low in the middle of the day--they mostly live in the south. There are others who go the other way--and they like their cold northern winters. It's all a matter of perspective. So easy to understand.

Fourth Fret suggests that mood swings can also be a matter of perspective. I am sure that is correct--it's the controlling it with which I have difficuly!

After my class today, a friend and I were talking. She was asking about my brain surgeries, and upon learning that I have holes in my head, she laughingly said, "So you really are crazy!" Her husband (our bishop) walked in at that point, hearing only his wife calling me crazy--and we were laughing at the look on his face as we tried to explain. Upon learning that I have holes in my head, his immediate response was, "Oh, then you're a 'holey' woman." We groaned appreciatively. (Remember, this is our church leader who dressed as Willie Nelson-braids and all for Halloween!)

But it occurs to me that once again, it is a matter of perspective. Therefore: I resolve to become more teflon--not let things bother me so much, or slide right off, (thanks FF) to look towards the next peak, and recognize that in the valleys lay the snares. I am trying to repent for the bad attitude all too often shown to my family--not that I expect to accomplish this in a day, but I will continue to see life more joyfully, and maybe, just maybe, I can be a better example to those around me (even if, my children, you are physically far away!) and atone some for the past. I resolve to be the holey woman rather than the crazy woman!