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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Focus on the Golf Balls, Not the Sand.

Several variations of this story float around the net, so this is not an unknown story. 

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them in to the jar He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.”

“The golf balls are the important things--- your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions--- and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.”

“The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else--- the small stuff.”

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or golf balls.”

“The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.”

“Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your significant other out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.”

“Take care of the golf balls first--- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled and said, “I'm glad you asked.”

“The coffee just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a cup of coffee with a friend.”

I need to remember that I should focus on the golf balls, not the sand. I have lots of things that I worry about and focus on that are really just minor details. The golf balls have been abandoned and I need to change that.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Smiles

your smiles are sunshine
when directed at me
this silly heart of mine
melts

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Perfectly Happy!

I don't know that I could be any happier! While I don't exactly get to see or hear from Jerry every night, every time I get a letter, text, e-mail or IM from him, I can't help smiling and blushing like an idiot. Since we live 90 miles apart, I don't get to see him all the time, but when I do see him. I feel as though my heart has turned into a bunch of butterflies and they want to burst out my chest to share with everyone the happiness I feel. Even when chaos has happened, it only takes just the thought of a hug from him and the chaos is suddenly not chaos.

Most of the time we write letters to each other and while it can be awfully slow waiting for the mail, it is sweet at the same time. The best thing about our letters is that I actually get to handle the same paper that Jerry has handled! Just receiving mail from Jerry is enough to send me into a giggling, blushing dither.



Lots of Hugs!