Hello Journal & Friends,
A few weeks ago, I messed up my hours again... like today.
A few weeks ago, I felt blah... like today.
A few weeks ago, I lost my sense of humor... like today.
But then... today I remembered that a few weeks ago I FOUND my sense of humor again... in my FEET.
I had a conversation with my Feet. And I took photos of my Feet.
I haven't always liked or appreciated my Feet. I was born with hip dysplasia, wore a brace for about 3 years, then corrective orthopedic shoes all through grade school.
Now, little girls do NOT like wearing clunky orthopedic shoes, while everyone else wore adorable girly-girl shoes. I was embarrassed, ashamed, felt different and ugly.
In spite of the braces and corrective shoes, my feet still both pointed slightly off center to the right, and I tripped over my own feet occasionally.
At the beginning of 6th grade when we went shopping for school clothes, I had HAD it. I threw a fit.. I refused to wear those ugly shoes... I'd rather go bare foot!! Bless my Mom, she gave in and let me get "normal" shoes.
I was a kid then, and I didn't know about gratitude and thankfulness. I didn't know there were kids in the world that not only had no shoes, but no feet. I just knew I felt horribly different.
But a few weeks ago, sitting on the edge of my bed and feeling blue, I looked down...
...and I had a conversation with my Feet.
I thought of all the years they had carried all this extra weight, of all their hard work. And I thanked them.
I thanked them for being dependable and sturdy. They might not be the prettiest feet around, but they have served me well, and I was grateful. And my mood changed, and I no longer felt blue. I felt happy. Like today.
From Dr Phil's book: "Choose the right attitude and the right behavior to generate the right results."
My verse for today: "Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name."
My quote for today: "Rule your mind or it will rule you." --Horace
8 comments:
I was born with my right foot turned almost all the way backward and later in life found that the knee cap had no "groove" to sit in when I kept on dislocating it. I wore a brace on my legs to age two stood up at 18 months for the first time in an oxygen tent at the hospital when I had pneumonia and they had taken the brace off. I had funky open toed orthopedic shoes too until I was 4 then I was supposed to wear my shoes on the wrong feet...talk about a complex. :) Hi Loretta's feet, good day to you!
You have a great perspective on life....I love your great attitude. :) Thank God for feet!
lolololol!!!! Love it, Loretta! hahahaha. You, my girl, are a peach. :D Deb
Now, I am thanking my feet, too. Thank you for that, Loretta. :D
I loved this post for so many reasons. I think being grateful for each day is the root of happiness.
Thanks for such lovely words.
Hugs, Paula
I always love your posts.
Your feet look like they have a good sense of humor. Especially the big toes.
I love this post. I think we can accomplish so much more from a place of gratitde. Love the pics!
Great post! I appreciate my feet more after reading that. They may give me trouble, but they put up with a lot! Wearing those big, clunky shoes as a kid must have been tough. I love that your feet put you in a better mood! :) You rock.
Post a Comment