... Today ...

My job is to choose what kind of day I
am going to have.

Today I can complain because the weather is rainy
or I can be thankful that the grass
is getting watered for free.

Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money
or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to
plan my purchases wisely and guide
me away from waste.

Today I can grumble about my health or
I can rejoice that I am alive.

Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't
give me when I was growing up or I can feel
grateful that they allowed me to be born.

Today I can cry because roses have thorns or
I can celebrate that thorns have roses.

Today I can mourn my lack of friends or I can
excitedly embark upon a quest to
discover new relationships.

Today I can whine because I have to go to work
or I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.

Today I can complain because I have to go to
school or eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich
new tidbits of knowledge.

Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have
to do housework or I can feel honored because
I have been provided shelter for
my mind, body, and soul.

Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be
shaped. And here I am, the sculptor who
gets to do the shaping.

What today will be like is up to me. I get to
choose what kind of day I will have.

What kind of day will you have?

Again friends, we return to ... Our Navigator ... there's nothing like today.