I just need to start making them!
I think the seed of this thought started last night whilst I was watching the Strictly Come Dancing final.
I have been glued to the series for the last few weeks. And if ever there was an example to two people of similar age making two very fundamentally different choices it was Ann Widdecombe and Pamela Stevenson.
On the one hand – in my view – ‘Widdy’ decided to do the minimum she could get away with and then justified her actions with a mass of fairly negative choices: she decided she was too old, she had no ability to dance, she didn’t want to learn, too over-weight, her reluctance to really participate. She justified these choices and attacked the judges. But the nation laughed at her – not with her. They kept her in until justice prevailed and then they kicked her out when they got fed up with her lack of commitment.
Pammy took a totally different tack. Yes she had almost the same credentials at the start: Same age, rather overweight. But wow – she made totally different choices. She decided to give it her best shot. She set her goal incredibly high. She knew she might fail but that didn’t stop her from setting her goal as winning. And she so nearly did! The nation didn’t laugh at her, they applauded her. The judges applauded her. She got more 10s than any other contestant. She threw herself into it and grew into someone she didn’t believe existed and she loved it. She changed physically in front of our eyes by losing more weight than she thought possible. She found a new inner being and a totally new lease of life.
So this morning I wonder which one of our two 60 something candidates will really, truly and deeply look at their experience and be able to say “Wow that really changed me and changed me for the better”.
So today I too have choices. And choices don’t have to be on a grand scale. They can be small but they can make a significant difference to a day.
I can either convince myself that the snow is too deep to do anything and all I can do is stay in and mooch around the flat. Do some depressing clearing out, glare at my PC, wish that Alex was here, watch too much TV and generally have yet another boring Sunday
I can wrap up warm. Pick up my camera. Go out and take some photos. Get in my 4×4 and go out and about so I can really appreciate the landscape. And providing I’m sensible and don’t go off the beaten track, I reckon I should be OK!
After all just because I still have to deal with a problem in my past which is haunting me rather – doesn’t mean I can’t do other things!
So although one of my goals is to go through all the accumulated stuff of the last 20 years – my choice is Not to do it today!