dear friends, I would like to pass on a story to each one of you with a word of Positive encouragement. Please read on:
Michael is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood
and
always has something positive to say:
When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were
any
better, I would be twins!"
He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Michael
was
here telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the
situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael
and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the
time. How do you do it?"
Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two
choices today.
You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.
I
choose to be in a good mood.
Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can
choose
to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their
complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the
positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes it is," Michael said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away
all
the junk, every situation is a choice.
You choose how you react to situations.
You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or
bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Michael said. Soon thereafter, I left the Towe
Industry
to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him
when
I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Michael was involved in a serious
accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours
of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the
hospital with rods placed in his back.
I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked Him how he
was, he replied. " If I were any better, I'd be twins.
Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what
had
gone through his mind as the accident took place.
"The first thing that went through my mind was the well being of my soon
to
be born daughter," Michael replied.
"Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I
could
choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Michael
continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going
to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions
on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their
eyes,
I read 'he's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Michael.
"She asked if I was allergic to anything. "Yes, I replied."
The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took
a
deep breath and yelled. "Gravity." Over their laughter, I told them, " I
am
choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."
Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his
amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to
live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about
itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
always has something positive to say:
When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were
any
better, I would be twins!"
He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Michael
was
here telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the
situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael
and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the
time. How do you do it?"
Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two
choices today.
You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.
I
choose to be in a good mood.
Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can
choose
to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their
complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the
positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes it is," Michael said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away
all
the junk, every situation is a choice.
You choose how you react to situations.
You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or
bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Michael said. Soon thereafter, I left the Towe
Industry
to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him
when
I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Michael was involved in a serious
accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours
of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the
hospital with rods placed in his back.
I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked Him how he
was, he replied. " If I were any better, I'd be twins.
Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what
had
gone through his mind as the accident took place.
"The first thing that went through my mind was the well being of my soon
to
be born daughter," Michael replied.
"Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I
could
choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Michael
continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going
to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions
on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their
eyes,
I read 'he's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Michael.
"She asked if I was allergic to anything. "Yes, I replied."
The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took
a
deep breath and yelled. "Gravity." Over their laughter, I told them, " I
am
choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."
Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his
amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to
live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about
itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."
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