Anything is Possible & Other Cliches

I'm wide awake.

At 3 a.m.

I'm listening to the awesome 'Road Trip' play list that I made for last weeks adventure.

This is the first time I have gotten to listen to it for more than 2 minutes.

Between the princess' requests and the boy's silence there was not time for my music.

I don't want to get caught in what I'm doing at this hour.

I'm focused on why I'm up at 3 a.m.

It's not the trip. That was fabulous.

Kids were great. Family was beautiful.

I stayed on track with my diet and exercises...mostly.

Mostly.

Remember those silly motivational posters in classrooms?

This one that has ALWAYS stood out in my mind.

"Some people watch what happened. Some people make things happen. Some wonder what happened."

For some reason, I committed that one poster to memory.

Made it my mantra from the 4th grade up.

I am always swirling around making things happen.

Good or bad.

None of the other posters had an impression on this young impressionable girl.

While I was running around making things happen, in my life, I forgot to stop and take inventory.

When I came home last week, things were just as unraveled as they were when I left.

Nothing had changed.

I had a fresh view of a mess that was unfolding in my own home.

I could no longer claim immunity on the smell of failure that had surrounded me.

Yes, I have been making positive changes in my life.

Yes, I have stayed committed to the professional and our partnership.

Yes, I have been spending more time with people that lift me up.

Lots of good.

Some not-so-good too.

I try to follow my fabulous Uncle's advice to be circumspect.

Sometimes, I forget.

In order to get back on track, I look to the one place got me through so far.

Elementary school walls.

This time I will be more circumspect and take note of all the posters.

I'm already getting better at this one...



Ain't that the truth! Can I get an Amen?!



I can start things all day long... Is there a poster about quitting?

Got it, Don't quit. Even though I really want to.

Yes, yes, I hear it... No quitting.

Build? With our stones? Brilliant!

Change is hard...but anything is possible.



I have always said that if I could have a do-over in life I would start in elementary school. 

Probably because I believe that is where I fell apart.

Maybe I will have a do-over.

I'll soak in some of the advice that is meant for young minds.

I'll focus on the girl jumping the hurdle, the silly fonts, and the chiseled stone.