Remember those mood rings? All my friends and I always had one, as if we needed a color on a ring to inform us of our mood! Too funny! One of my students showed me her new mood necklace awhile back, she was so excited to show me how it worked, and what the colors meant. It was very cute. I shared with her how me and my friends used to have them too. She didn’t seem impressed… until I went out and bought her her very own mood ring! Talk about excitement! She’s a great student, so she deserved her very own present from her teacher. She liked her gift. I know this because she wore it all week long, and let me know when the ring told her she was happy, and excited. I like her, she’s a good girl. She tries, she is beautiful, she is wonderfully behaved, and does all her work without telling her twice. She will go far in life and she will be successful I am sure.
I find it amazing how one little thing can change our mood. The whole day can be happy, good and flowing fine, until that one text, word, or remark can ruin it. I saturate myself with positive thinking and those memes on facebook. The advice goes something like this… “Think positive, don’t let others bring you down, the way you react to bad news determines your thinking and mood” and so on. I read, think and try to not let things bother me, but in fact, they do. It takes time and practice to forget about the things that push my buttons the wrong way. It’s just me. It’s my habit. I worry. I try not to, but I do. I must practice more diligently. Let it go! The frozen princesses even know better than I do! Sometimes (most of the time) I am my own enemy, my brain can mess me up something fierce. My friend Vickie posted last week that she wishes she could turn her brain off like a switch. Wouldn’t that be nice? Especially when we are trying to get some sleep. I vow, right now, to think of something positive as soon as something negative creeps into my brain.
Let’s try to keep that ring a lovely shade of blue! Have a great night everyone, off to heat up turkey leftovers.