Bombs, Explosions, Mean People, and Eeyore
9:34 AMHeatherHave you ever had broken promises and other such problems with a company that required a call to customer service? Only to have your call disconnected twice and then on the third call, you keep getting passed around? And finally, on the third live person, after repeating your story AGAIN, you ask for a resolution? And then the "customer service" person suddenly becomes hostile and rude and cuts you off and sorta yells at you? Leaving you to wonder how customer service became customer attack?
Yeah. Me neither.
But, theoretically, had this happen, it would have unraveled me. Truly left me in tears of frustration, anger, and hurt. Even though I don't even know this person. Because for the love of all things just and right, you just DON'T treat people that way. Especially when you have wronged that person. What is wrong with people anyway?
Enter Eeyore. I do a very good Eeyore impression, by the way. As most of my close friends know. Somehow, I can quickly go to a dark place of no more sunshine and nothing but rain and gloom and doom. It's a gift. In my defense, I think there may be some genetic tendencies here. But, the blame is all mine to take. Because walking around like Eeyore does nothing for a world dying for a few Tiggers to bounce around and lift us all up.
So, I stewed and moved on. And then my thoughts went back to the all bad in the world. Bombers who kill and maim. Media who gives such madmen the infamy and glory they hope for. Any attention is better than none, right? Unexplicable explosions that rip apart a small, close knit community. INSANE people of Westboro Church whose ridiculous funeral protests are not unlike the Boston bombers--maiming and wounding others in the name of religion. Side note--let me be clear. I don't know what god they are serving, but it sure ain't my God. Then, there's also random acts of nature like earthquakes that devastate a remote area in China. And a vast assortment of crime and suffering and accidents and bad, bad things.
See? Gloom and doom. And my switch gets flipped quickly right back to Eeyore.
But, I know enough to know that I can't dwell there. When I see my children reflecting what they hear, I know I gotta do better. I gotta figure this out. HOW do I end this Eeyore mentality? How to switch gears today?
Oh, WHATEVER.
No, seriously. Whatever. That's the answer. WHATEVER.
Not in an eye rolling sassy way. But in a hope filled, optimistic way. WHATEVER.
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