I don't know why, but I just remembered that, when I was young, I had fun even if I was broke. I wasn't paid a regular allowance and I was too small to work. Yet, it didn't matter. I played make-believe with almost anything. It was fun just to run around and play tag. Now it matters and I'm not having fun. Why?
Wait! I can control my attitude. I can choose to be pleasant, hopeful, even humorous in my pain. How many people do we know that offered us comfort from their hospital beds? I know a few, and I've done it myself.
Look, when I'm sick or hurt in the hospital, I want to be surrounded by pleasant, hopeful, and funny visitors - even if I have to cheer them up! Maybe I should apply that desire to my current financial pain. Maybe I should look at my situation as a temporary hospital stay. In the meantime, I want to be surrounded by successful, pleasant, generous, and even funny people.
I think it'll help ease the pain (worry) and fill me with the inspiration I need to get better quickly. Meanwhile, please donate some blood! :-)
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