Typo prize

There is a typo in my most recent blog post.

I knew it two seconds after I sent it.

Panic sent in, I felt sick  – then I went for my morning walk.

The pain stuck with me for at least half a mile . . .

How can I write a blog when I can’t even catch my own erros?

How ofte nwill thishappen?

How will I fce my sbscribers?

They will think I am a terrrrible wrrriter, maybe even unsubskribe.

Then I stopped walking, laughed out loud, started walking again and came-up with this idea. 

The first reader, who finds the typo in my earlier blog and comments will win a copy of one of my favorite books, “The Joy of Appreciative Living” by Jacqueline Kelm – and, yes I got it on sale, but it is still wonderful!

Edit away.

You are helping me to:

learn to laugh at myself,

make lemonade out of lemons,

and, not sweat the small stuff.

Thank you, I apppreciate itt.

Teeny moments; honorable acts

I did not know who Brian Davis was.

Or what PGA stood for (just figured that out).

Nor do I know much about golf as a sport. (Except what I have gleaned from watching sports movies like Tin Cup and The Greatest Game Ever Played  – see my Courage Diet for more about why I watch sports movies.)

But a Yahoo sports headline caught my eye this morning.

Brian Davis reported a penalty on himself that probably would have gone completely unnoticed.

A penalty, which cost him a win and about $400,000.

But to a glass half-full kind-of girl, what he gained was much more important.

Those teeny moments when we act in accordance with how we hope we would act in a certain situation are priceless.

Doing the right thing feels good.

Feeling good increases our happiness.

Our happiness increases the likelihood that people around us will feel happy.

Happy people lived more fulfilled, creative, productive lives.

I am sure folks will soon be arguing Davis’ “true” motivation, Monday-morning-quarterbacking how he feels in retrospect, and why any of it is headline news.

But me, I am going to enjoy the moment.

Though not a big rule follower for the sake of following the rules, I’m filled with an overwhelming sense of awe and inspiration when I see or hear about someone doing something, which benefits others more than themselves; respects a seemingly outdated cultural norm based on being kind or reaches out to help someone in a simple but elegant way.

When people apologize with sincerity and humility,  

hold doors open,

laugh at themselves,

give their seat to someone else,

wait patiently,

respond with kindness to anger,

give-up the parking spot,

or touch someone gently.

To me these actions are like mini-epic novels – they blend courage, respect, integrity, kindness and lots of other good stuff into a few teeny, yet, everlasting moments.

I like that.

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