Friday, August 19, 2011
Pony Up and Pull Up Those Boot Straps
I snuck away for two days to take my mother on holiday; we celebrated her 87th birthday. Anyone who knows my mother knows that she doesn't leave her house unless she is fully dressed, hair, makeup and lipstick 'just so'. She's pretty sharp and has a better social life than most 25 year olds. We had some time for good talk over the past couple of days and one of our conversations was about life's twists and turns and that there are two kinds of people in this world...those who pull themselves up and get pro-active when the going gets tough and those who allow themselves to unravel and fall into depression. An 87 year old who lived through the depression and all life's twists and turns doesn't waste her time; she says exactly what she thinks and doesn't sugarcoat her lines. I'm fortunate to have realized at a much younger age that this life is short; don't beat around the bush - be direct; and when the going gets rough and tough, pull up your boot straps and pony up for the ride of life. I arrived back into the office this morning and a dear friend of mine had sent me the following quote from Yehuda Berg, which I thought was so approprois after my days with my mother. I'm sharing this with you today:
Here's Your Healthy Tip of the Day: "Life is filled with obstacles and tests that sometimes knock us off our feet. When we do lose our balance and fall flat on our faces, it’s important to stand up again rather than to sink into doubt and depression...and dust ourselves off. Getting up again generates greater spiritual Light in the world than if we had never fallen in the first place. The fact that we fell is not what’s important. True greatness is in the act of rising again."
Oh....and by the way....my mother has known all along that I've been riding a motorcycle and was just waiting for me to tell her (my brother tattled on me). She was both thrilled and horrified when seeing the bike, but really dug my rhinestone-studded helmet. That's my mother!
Labels:
depression,
Harley Davidson,
mother's day,
motorcycles
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Haaa I call it putting on your "big girl panties".....same idea. I would have liked to have seen your face when you found out that your mom knew you were riding!! heeeheeee
ReplyDeleteat least she didn't have a broomstick in her hand! haaa! I think she's finally getting used to my antics and adventures!
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