Fwd: Your choice

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[One of those things circulating on the net]

 

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THEN CHOOSE HOW YOU START YOUR DAY TOMORROW . .

 

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, Mike, 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 will affect

your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line:

It's your choice how you live life."

I reflected on what Michael said. Soon thereafter, 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 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.