Not to elaborate, but I cleaned the living daylights out of my house today after I received the e-mail from hell. I did it to dispel negative energy, to burn off anger, to exhaust myself. You know…to find comfort and consolation. I suppose I could have met with friends over dinner at our favorite restaurant. I could have replaced my entire wardrobe or booked a cruise to humor myself. What was I thinking?? Still, I think it worked for me. At the end of the day, I simply replied, “I received your e-mail. Thank you.” That was all I cared to say.
My dad used to say, “Life is too short….” You fill in the blanks. Life is too short to waste time…to hold on to anger…to drink cheap wine…whatever it is for you. For me, life is too short to dwell in unhappiness, especially on a day like today. We are suspended between seasons, it seems. With the recent rain and cooler temperatures, the fields have turned green and lush again and my flower beds are thriving. But then, the foliage is turning gold and red, and the smell of wood smoke and burning leaves is in the air. The days are mild and the nights are crisp. Soon Mother Nature will pack up her palette and head south for the winter, leaving behind the soft, soothing shades of sand, of seashells, of bone. On days like today, autumn serves to ease us away from summer and into winter. A day like today is comfort and consolation enough.
Nine people have now read and commented on my manuscript and I have made the revisions I felt were helpful. I composed a query letter, a synopsis, a cover letter, an epigraph, and I perfected my pitch. I also registered for the Writer’s Digest Conference in January with its “pitch jam” session…so I have made some strides. Now…to interest an agent…who needs to find a publisher…who will make my dream come true. Life is too short to dwell on failure.
What is it that you dwell on?
“When you’re not frustrated by the actions of others,
it’s a lot easier to stay focused on the beauty of life.”
--Richard Carlson, Ph.D.—
In my next post, perhaps I’ll say something about the practice of medicine. I’ll be filling in at the office for the next two weeks.