This is the last lesson in my series Lessons from My Father and the timing of this lesson could not be more appropriate. The end of the year is approaching and the holiday season is kicking off, this is Thanksgiving week, and this lesson is on Thankfulness.
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When my dad was 21, he was in a tragic accident that burned nearly all of his upper body. His face and his hands were forever scarred as a result. He spent more than a year in the hospital, in numerous reconstructive surgeries. This was in 1951.
Continuing my series on Lessons from My Father… In my opinion, my dad learned this one the hard way, and it may have cost him his life. That pain in your back, well, you are not just getting old. It’s not your bed. You have cancer. I believe my dad waited too long to go to the doctor. This lesson I learned from him, as many of his other lessons, through my dad’s own mistake.
This month I have been consuming two books, one on audio and the other on my Kindle. I have admittedly shared before on my blog that I am a worrier, and for me it is dibilitating at times. I am also a procrastinator. Furthermore, I worry about being a procrastinator. Next, my mind is very good at judging me, and while sometimes that helps me do things that accomplish goals, often those judgements just beat me up and wear me down. Yeah, I intellectually get that my circumstance is not unique. Bottom line, I can’t seem to successfully live by the rules my mind makes up for me. It’s tiring, and often even depressing.
I’m learning to celebrate what I don’t do; the TV I don't watch, the debts I don’t take on, the expenses I don’t have, the desert I don’t eat, the drink I don’t have, the time I don't spend on things.