The last 2 weeks before going back to school have not been what I planned. The afternoon of my 17th wedding anniversary and at our great-nephews birthday party, I slipped getting into a swimming pool and ended up tearing my MCL in my right knee. Hubby says this is the most expensive anniversary to date. Grace (my alter ego that really needs to wear a football helmet and be wrapped in bubble wrap 24-7) struck again.
After 10 days on the couch at home and finally seeing the orthopedic doctor, I ended up in Isle of Palms for a week at the beach with my family.
One rainy day, my mom and I went shopping. I NEEDED new flat shoes. No more heels for this diva for a while. And I needed my makeup---insert realization that soon I will have to fix my hair and face E V E R Y morning.
The sweetest little lady in Belks saw me crutching my way to the Clinque counter and said "Well, honey you look fabulous in that knee brace. And you are smiling. You have made some lemonade outta your lemons."
The next day on the beach, a group of moms and daughters who were parked next to us all week said, "We have watched you the past several days. You aren't letting that knee keep you from playing bocce and attempting to throw a football." My reply was "I am a hot mess but doing the best I can. Lemons to lemonade."
These 2 ladies got me thinking....
This school year is going to hand us all some LEMONS. There is going to be that one kid, that one parent, that one co-worker. There is going to be that lesson that doesn't go as planned. There is going to be that morning when there is not enough coffee in the world to help you get your life together. That meeting that takes up your entire planning period. That email that raises your blood pressure.
We can't control the lemons. But what we can control is the way we react.
This year my goal to continue making LEMONADE. This is not always to easiest choice. I know it is easier to take the negative LemonHead approach {sour face included}.
How will you handle the lemons?
~Hope
