So, someone else got the part.
I am optimism inclined. If my cup is looking half-empty, I am determined (how ever long it may take) to make some lemonade and “fill-er- up.”
I have chosen to believe that I live in a friendly Universe and that every perceived disappointment is in the grand scheme of things a blessing whether or not I ever get to consciously recognize said blessing.
I believe I must mentally contribute to my own wellbeing.
And sometimes the aforementioned beliefs are unsuccessful in keeping at bay the tears and sea of sadness that can flood, and so overwhelm my emotions at not getting a part.
Luckily for me, I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve shed tears over not getting a part and in all those situations, Hindsight, that merciful goddess, showed me that it was indeed a blessing that I did not get cast. So dear Hindsight, I call upon and implore thee to work thy white magic.
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