i generally don't write long entries, but this one is worth the minute or two it takes to read.
john is the kind of guys you love to hate. he is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. when someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "if i were any better, i would be twins!"
he was a natural motivator. if an employee was having a bad day, john was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. seeing this style really made me curious, so one day i went up and asked him, "i don't get it!" "you can't be a positive person all of the time. how do you do it?" he replied, "each morning i wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. you can choose to be in a good mood or... you can choose to be in a bad mood. i chose to be in a good mood. each time something bad happens, i can choose to be a victim or... i can choose to learn from it. every time someone comes to me complaining, i can choose to accept their complaining or... i can point out the positive side of life. i choose the positive side of life."
"yeah, right, it's not that easy," i protested.
"yes it is," he said. "life is all about choices. when you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. you choose how you react to situations. you choose how people affect your mood. you choose to be in a good mood or a bad mood. the bottom line: it's your choice how you live your life."
i reflected on what he said. soor hereafter, i left the tower industry to start my own business. we lost touch, but i often thought about him when i made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
several years later, i heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. after 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.
i saw him about six months after the accident. when i asked him how he was, he replied, "if i were any better, i'd be twins. want to see my scars?" i declined to see his wounds, but i did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.
"the first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be-born daughter," he replied. "then, as i lay on the ground, i remembered that i had two choices: i could choose to live or... i could choose to die. i chose to live."
"weren't you scared?" did you lose consciousness?" i asked. he continued, "the paramedics were great. they kept telling me i was going to be fine. but when they wheeled me into the e.r. and i saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, i got really scared. in their eyes, i read 'he's a dead man'. "i knew i needed to take action." "what did you do?" i asked.
"well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me." said john. "she asked if i was allergic to anything," "yes," i replied. the doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. i tood a deep breath and yelled, GRAVITY." over their laughter, i told them, "i am choosing to live. operate on me as if i am alive, not dead."
he lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. i learned a lot from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. attitude, after all, is everything.
you have two choices now!
-author unknown
i heard this story in sunday school and meant to ask the teacher for a copy but forgot as i hurried off to my next class. later that day after arriving home for some time, i wandered into my office and found it placed on my desk. sam read my mind and made sure to pick it up for me :) i hope to always remember this. pass it on.
