100 Things

Sometimes, I can't help but get caught up in the negative. I think writing yesterday's blog actually led me to thinking about the haters too much. I did the thing I should never do, I googled myself. It's like I was asking to be punished.

Once my head was filled with all the anti-me crap out there, sleep was impossible. I went to Sporty's room at like 3am, woke her up, and said I couldn't sleep - just like a toddler does to their parents. She works my same program, so what she said to me was the advice I would give someone else... Make a list of 100 things I'm grateful for. She meant to write one in the morning, but instead I just started going through my head and naming things - ga, people, house, being home, clothes, walking, cooking, education, places I've traveled to, etc. the list got long, although no one counted it, and I was able to sleep - my head now filled with positive things instead of negative. 

The Internet is a wonderful thing - we can find the answer to nearly any question at lightening speed. When a child asks, "why is the sky blue?" We can give them the scientific reason. I don't know can nearly escape our vocabulary. Instead it's, "well, let's google it..."

It can also be an enemy. The Internet has a much longer memory than people. Yesterday's news can resurface. It doesn't know to let go of the past or not worry about an unknown future. It finds answers based on popularity, not timing. Words, not thinking.

If ever you make the mistake I did, and google yourself, try making your 100 list. Then, remember, words are words and may live forever, but people are able to forget, forgive, and move on.