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Life Is All About Choices

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, 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 affect your mood.

You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how

you live your life."

I reflected on what Michael said. Soon hereafter, 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 I 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!"

MORAL OF THE STORY:

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. After all, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

LIVE IS ABOUT THE LITTLE CHOICES WE MAKE EVERY DAY !