You’re picking on you.
You are the universe, aren’t you?
It’s been a rough few weeks for me. I’ve given up some vices, spilled plenty of hot coffee on myself and am currently preparing for the super bitter, cold months ahead. The long long winters we seem to have here in upstate NY.
Mickey says the winters aren’t any longer than they’re supposed to be, but I disagree. I think there should be one or two months of nice, friendly, not-crazy-road-closing snow.
But then I think about the people who love the winter, and wonder why. I stood by the crosswalk waiting with my hot cup of coffee, about a quarter of it inevitably spilled all over my burned hand, and realized exactly how they cope.
Without the biting winter, how can you appreciate that hot cup as much as I did right there. Or walking into your warm, cozy house after shoveling out in the freezing cold?
Without the darkness, how can we appreciate the light? Without evil and struggle, how can we appreciate the good things that happen?
As I tried to warm a bagel in the toaster oven this morning, I was frustrated as could be that the light wouldn’t come on and warm it. I growled, paced the room for a minute, and angrily wondered why no one had bothered to tell me the toaster oven wasn’t working. Finally, I realized… that the damn thing wasn’t even plugged in. All the fuss just because I reacted instead of taking a step back.
Spilling coffee all over your car, hitting every red light, losing your cat, your mother dying. These things can happen to anyone. Things that can’t be controlled. The only thing you can control is YOU. How you react. How you handle things. God isn’t picking on you. You’re letting yourself be picked on by NOT letting yourself have a good outlook in spite of these things.
I know it’s hard. It’s really hard for me too. Sometimes I just really need to blame an invisible being in the sky for all the shitty stuff that happens to me. But really, it’s happening to people everywhere. So if you hate the winter and are living somewhere cold (and if you’re not I hate you…. I mean good for you!) try to enjoy the little things, like snowmen and fires and hot chocolate.
I know I will.