I felt ripped off!!!
For weeks I had been looking forward to going to a basketry workshop with the lovely Zimmi from Weaving Nature, and now I was laid low with the dreaded lurgy.
I drank every potion I could think of.
I chewed my manuka honey and vitamin C, however, nothing made a difference. The verdict was in I had caught a bug and there was no way I could go to the workshop. With no voice and coughing my lungs up every 5 minutes, I felt it was hardly fair to everyone else.
The only answer was a pity party.
And so I ranted and raved, as best a voiceless person can. I think Baloo (my hubby) was secretly delighted that there was little sound coming out. Until finally I sat exhausted and disappointed.
It was at that point that I decided I had a choice.
I could spend the rest of the day whining about how unfair things were or I could lean back into the opportunity that my illness provided. Instead of seeing the day as a loss, I could see it as an opportunity. A chance to relax and take a well-earned rest. Watch a movie I had been wanting to watch for ages, do some reading and when needed sleep.
The choice was all mine!
I could be miserable, or enjoy a day of relaxation. Seems like a bit of no brainer if you ask me. However, I must admit that wasn’t how I saw it to begin with.
Sometimes its all too easy to forget that in the midst of things that are out of our control there is still a choice.
I am not saying ignore your feelings of disappointment, anger, or sadness our emotions are there for a reason, and we need not bury or ignore them. What I am saying is it’s about how we choose to respond. We can wallow or acknowledge what is not right, fair or just and to see whatever positives we can.