We’ve all heard the expression, “what goes around comes around.” Typically, it’s in the context of paying for past transgressions. It ranks right up there with “I told you so!” as one of the most abrasive, non-productive, in your face expressions the human race has ever contrived.
Now and then, however, an alternative outcome presents itself, one that often takes years to take shape. If one is lucky, it will happen unexpectedly and when it’s sorely needed.
These last few weeks have been excessively stressful at work, so much so that I found myself being a bit prickly with the kids on occasion. “I’M SUSPENDING BREAKFAST FOR LIFE!!!”
Fortunately, Mom is always there to provide cover. “Dad’s job is very tough now. He’s under a lot of stress. The Leftists peaceniks are trying to revoke his license to kill.” They think I’m a secret agent of course.
The truth of the matter is, things were not that bad, but because I generally behave like a 12 year old with our children, they noticed the slight change in my behavior as I focused on the task at hand.
And so it was, in the depth of my despair, in the wee hours of the morning (go with me on this folks for dramatic effect), I received a text message from our daughter, who, like all 21st century kids, sleeps with her iPhone. It said, “It’s time to dance in the rain!”, which was sage advice I had given our children about having a positive attitude when life brings stormy weather. In a flash, I was jolted to happiness. My energy skyrocketed and I’ve formed a committee to explore my candidacy for the Presidency. Needless to say, she got a BIG hug in the morning.
Sometimes, what goes around is really nice when it comes around.