The Wisdom to Know the Difference

I’m not going to write about all the reasons I am so thankful this holiday season because…………………

……………..Oh. Excuse me. I fell asleep just thinking about writing that.

Honestly, I’m feeling a lot more “Boo Hoo” than “Boo Yeah” about Thanksgiving.

  Two word: Family Drama. My heart hurts. 

I’m not going to write about that either. I am beyond words, and the situation is beyond my control.

  Which explains my palpable urge to (cliché in 3,2,1) Control the one thing I Can Control. (I warned you).

 

That’s not an option for me in recovery.

So I decided to reflect on the many things in life I can and cannot control BESIDES eating, food & weight.

#1

I have no control over how I’m greeted upon arriving at work. 

I do have control over my reaction.

“What. Ever. Passive Aggressive Notes. Pshhh. Over it.”

Then I can resolve to be timely because, let’s face it, the dog does not eat my alarm clock. 

#2

I have complete control over my computer screen savers.

(Need a screen saver…go here<——and thank me later.)

I have control over my words, and how I choose to treat people.

#3

I have no control over my Food Baby. 

I can, however post about it on the internet in a ridiculous manner <———

 

(I know, I know, no one can see it but me.)

 

 

 

I can decide to develop a love affair with it  (<—-read this!)

 

And post that on the internet, too.

I can’t help being weirded out, freaked out, and doubting my sanity while taking pictures of myself and food baby in the mirror. But that’s healthy.

 

Because…really?

 

 

 

 

 

#4

I can’t control the sunshine.

But I  can catch a bit of it….

…and hold it in my hand…

…and savor it while sitting in traffic.

Which I cannot control.

#5

I can’t control the temperature of the pool.

Brrrr! I’m never eager to jump in.

 

I can control my mindset by thinking,

“Seriously? If this is the hardest thing you do today or worry about,  you are one blessed individual.”

*This works in many trials, by the way. Steal it. Use it often.

Then I jump right in.

(That was me, by the way)

#6

I don’t control the motions of a candle’s flame. I like that!

I love that so much I light them every night.

 

In memory.

#7

I can’t control the weather.

But I never doubt that the sun will come out again, or think it will rain forever unless I do something about it. Witness 20 minutes in South FL this morning:

 

#8

I cannot control my dog, Zoe. (Seriously. Call the dog whisperer)

Exhibit A: 3D sculptures of chewed up carpeting i found yesterday. “Look what I made for you, Mommy!”

Exhibit B: Click Here <——

But I still love her most of the time.

 

(But, Zoe? Maybe something I can hang on the fridge would be nice. )

#9

I am completely in charge of my magnet collection.

I can even make my own magnets —–>Like These<—–

#9

I control how I choose to ADORN my body.

Hence sparkly nail polish…

…Symbolic rings…

 

…temporary butterfly tattoos…

…commemorative anklets and bracelets…

…and shoelaces. (yay!)

I control how I FEED my mind

by what I read:

(currently reading these…)

  

what I listen to:

(my ‘cheer-missy-up’ playlist)

 

Though I have difficulty deciding.

Can I get a witness? 10,003 items in my iTunes. Almost 30 days worth.

I control what I watch on the tee-vee…

…and always make responsible choices most of the time.

#10

I can control the time I spend nurturing my relationship with God, and growing in my walk of Faith.

 

 

 

#11

I can’t control the wind, but I can

learn a lot from a kite <—–

#12

I can’t Control the sunset

And I don’t want to.

I’ll never be the artist that God is.

He’s got it under control.

Hmmm….

Let Go. Let God.

I feel better already.

 

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

• Anybody else facing their control issues lately?
• Do the Holidays inspire a lot of “need to control” moments?

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