Upon relaying this to someone recently, they said to “stop sending them then!” Seems like a logical response, right?Īs I explained to them, I’m not going to stop being who I want to be, an appreciative person who sees the good and expresses gratitude, because of his actions. Messages thanking him for his parenting efforts go unanswered. (Well, at least he’s not down-right ugly anymore!) My emails attempting to build camaraderie and cooperation about our teenage sons go unacknowledged. While most everything that happens is beyond my power to influence, by consciously deciding my response to whatever happens, I determine my reality and the plan for my one wild and precious life.įor example, after being apart for almost a decade and many years of my being civil, heck – nice even, my ex-husband is still not amicable to me. I can take care of my body and be in the best shape of my life at 49 years old only to have to have surgery on my knee. Even if I meditated several hours a day, sending out ridiculously sunny, positive vibes, people that I love would still feel pain and suffer. No matter how much I’d like to, I can’t control the attitude or actions of anyone else.

I, alone, am responsible for my experience of this existence. They remind me that, first and foremost, my life is entirely what I make of it. These beautiful words, from Mary Oliver’s poem, The Summer Day, remind and inspire me.

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