Michael...
Michael is the kind of guy 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, Michael 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 to
Michael and
asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the
time.
How do you do it?"
Michael 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 choose 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. I 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," Michael 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
bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life."
I reflected on what Michael said. Soon 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 Michael was involved in a serious
accident,
falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was
released
from the hospital with rods placed in his back.
I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how
he
was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna 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," Michael 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.
Michael continued, ". . . the paramedics were great. They kept telling
me I
was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER 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
Michael.
"She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors
and
nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took 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."
Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of
his
amazing attitude... I learned from him that every day we have the
choice to live
fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about
itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Matthew 6:34.
After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.
Michael is the kind of guy 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, Michael 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 to
Michael and
asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the
time.
How do you do it?"
Michael 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 choose 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. I 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," Michael 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
bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life."
I reflected on what Michael said. Soon 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 Michael was involved in a serious
accident,
falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was
released
from the hospital with rods placed in his back.
I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how
he
was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna 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," Michael 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.
Michael continued, ". . . the paramedics were great. They kept telling
me I
was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER 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
Michael.
"She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors
and
nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took 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."
Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of
his
amazing attitude... I learned from him that every day we have the
choice to live
fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about
itself.
Each day has enough trouble of its own."
Matthew 6:34.
After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.