--Its always been a mystery to me that its so easy to forget all the little blessing along the way every time you hit a slight bump in the road.
--In the long run the bump will chalked up as yet another tiny ripple. but at the time of its occurrence it always seems as if indeed the sky is falling.
--Myself I try to resist the urge to curse to universe, and concentrate on what I can effect. Which is usually nothing more than a positive outlook.
--Of course my wife and children usually look at me as if I’ve suddenly grown horns and am specking in a alien language. But even when muck and mire is the menu of the day somebody’s needs to play the voice of reason .
--Over the years I’ve have noticed they no longer run for their sky is falling signs right away. And have begun to at lest attempt to try and find something positive to say. So maybe its working a wee bit. Only time will tell I guess....
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