So the last time I tried posting a photo it didn’t work. Well tarnation! So I’m going to try again. I’m thinking maybe I know the reason why it didn’t come through, so we’ll test it with this one!!
Hopefully you can see it – the photo is a beautiful sunset, or maybe even a sunrise, hard to know without perspective of which direction the photographer was facing. I choose to call it a sunset – those are my favorites!!
The caption below the sunset reads, “When you try to control everything, you enjoy nothing. Relax, breathe, let go, and just live.”
Easier said than done.
I’ve been traveling a lot lately. Earlier in September my eldest son got married in San Diego. Beautiful place, San Diego. Except that they broke heat records that had last been set in the 1800’s, and this was an outside wedding. We gals from Texas know a thing or two about sweating . . . uh, sorry, . . . I mean “glowing”. We were glowing for sure. Lucky for me I had my hair professionally done, as well as my makeup. Nothing short of a chisel and hammer was going to let my hair fall or my make-up run. I had to “relax, breathe, and let go.” Can’t control the weather.
Last weekend I traveled back to my home state and attended my college alma mater’s football game. We are NOT having a stellar season. I took along three friends who had never attended a college game in a stadium of this magnitude. It seats 100,000+, it’s impressive. We did not win but we came durn close. For me to relax, breathe and let go while I’m so busy jumping up and down and yelling – is tough. Control the outcome of the game? Kinda like controlling the weather. After all, you’re at the mercy of 18-20 year olds, and some REALLY bad refereeing.
And even though I swore off dating, I relented and a while back had a really nice time with a man that a friend introduced me to. Tall, employed, nice looking, polite, well educated – could it be?? Travels a lot for his job so the second date came a mere three months after the first one, LOL! I invite him to my house for dinner with other friends in town. Goes great – he clearly does not want to go home. Then he decides he might be interested in another person, so he goes away, but that person doesn’t work out. So he tries to get back in the picture – but at first just by texting, then calling, then asking how the wedding was, then showing up at the football game weekend last weekend to “surprise” me – knowing that I had girlfriends with me.
Not exactly a way to have a good conversation with a person, to decipher his intentions. But what I’m starting to remind myself of from day to day is I absolutely have no control over another person, how they act, what they say, who they see. I cannot control the weather, I cannot control the outcome of a sporting event, and I sure as heck (not the word that first entered my mind) cannot control whether someone thinks I’m special enough to want to be with.
So maybe this weekend I can finally relax, breathe, let go and just live – that is until kick-off at 11:00 a.m. tomorrow!
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Luv you LLT!
Right back at’cha!!
Lynda, you are such an entertaining writer! I love your blog.
Thank you!! It keeps me honest!!