This
is one that I received in email... and one I just had to share
with the rest of net land... Hope it does something for you as
I am hoping it does for me.
The
Trip...
I
had not really planned on taking a trip this time of year, and
yet I found myself packing rather hurriedly. This trip was
going to be unpleasant and I knew in advance that no real good
would come of it.
I'm
talking about my annual "Guilt Trip." I got tickets
to fly there on "WISHIHAD" airlines.
It
was an extremely short flight. I got my baggage, which I could
not check. I chose to carry it myself all the way. It was
weighted down with a thousand memories . . . of what might
have been.
No
one greeted me as I entered the terminal to the Regret City
International Airport. I say international because people from
all over the world come to this dismal town.
As
I checked into the Last Resort Hotel, I noticed that they
would be hosting the year's most important event, the Annual
Pity Party.
I
wasn't going to miss that great social occasion. Many of the
towns leading citizens would be there.
First,
there would be the Done family. . . you know, Should Have,
Would Have and Could Have. Then came the I Had family. You
probably know ol' Wish and his clan. Of course, the
Opportunities would be present, Missed and Lost. The biggest
family would be the Yesterday's. There are far too many of
them to count, but each one would have a very sad story to
share. Then Shattered Dreams would surely make an appearance.
And It's Their Fault would regale us with stories (excuses)
about how things had failed in his life, and each story would
be loudly applauded by Don't Blame Me and I Couldn't Help It.
Well,
to make a long story short, I went to this depressing party,
knowing that there would be no real benefit in doing so. And,
as usual, I became very depressed. But as I thought about all
of the stories of failures brought back from the past, it
occurred to me that all of this trip, and subsequent
"pity party" could be canceled by ME!
I
started to truly realize that I did not have to be there. I
didn't have to be depressed.
One
thing kept going through my mind. I
CAN'T CHANGE YESTERDAY, BUT I DO HAVE THE POWER TO MAKE TODAY
A WONDERFUL DAY.
I
can be happy, joyous, fulfilled, encouraged, as well as
encouraging. Knowing this, I left the City of Regret
immediately and left no forwarding address.
Am
I sorry for mistakes I've made in the past? YES! But there is
no physical way to undo them. So, if you're planning a trip
back to the City of Regret, . . . please cancel all your
reservations now.
Instead,
take a trip to a place called, Starting Again. I liked it so
much ... that I have now taken up permanent residence there.
My
neighbors ...the I Forgive Myself and the New Starts are so
very helpful.
By
the way, you don't have to carry around heavy baggage, because
the load is lifted from your shoulders upon arrival.
God
bless you in finding this great town. If you can find it . . .
it's in your own heart . . . please look me up. I live on ICANDOIT
street.
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