Opening my inbox yesterday I recieved a daily buddha message that went as follows:
Let us rise up and be thankful,
for if we didn’t learn a lot today,
at least we learned a little,
and if we didn’t learn a little,
at least we didn’t get sick,
and if we got sick,
at least we didn’t die;
so, let us be thankful.
-The Buddha
Most of the time I'm preoccupied and have a bit of trouble focusing on these things but today it kinda smacked me in the face. Ron and I took dad to get a flue shot, being that it was 3pm and he was tired getting him into the car he says, "Hey that guy had a bear cub in his car," I kinda went along with it because as I'm finding out sometimes you have to go with it others you have to derail sorta speak. Dad also said he doesn't know what he's gettin himself into with that cub, he's gonna be big someday, I told dad if the guy didn't get rid of him soon his mom will prob. come looking for him and eat the guy! I asked dad if maybe that flue shot was knocking him out, he said yeah and that he felt it! Earlier in the week not so lucky, dad woke up from a long nap before dinner and I could tell by what he said that he was really in a deep sleep. Mom was kinda concerned because dad asked her when they were gonna meet up with Marion and Chris. My aunt Marion passed close to 20yrs ago and the family assumes Chris either has or made someone elses family misereable. So I just said to dad, "Boy you mustve sleep really hard and been dreamin", it's just better with some things to use either method, because for as long as I can I don't want him to have doubts.
Sometimes we have to be thankful that our thoughts and others reactions are the same even if they come from different places.
