Life Lessons From Potty Training

August 17th, 2011

Welcome to Spirit Wednesday where we take a look at all things spiritual from meditation to prayer to cleaning the house. Yes, even house work can be a spiritual experience… if you choose to see it that way.

potty chair photoTiny Tot began potty training today. To say it’s been a challenge would be an understatement. I’m not sure who wanted to give up more, her or me. Still we persevered. Or, rather, I pushed her to keep training and forced myself to stay calm and think of ways to help her succeed.

As with any new skill we find ourselves faced at least once with wanting to quit. We can choose to shelve it all or to keep trying.

If we quit…

We may never know if we had it in us to become great. Regrets can follow us around, whispering in our minds that we’ll never amount to anything because we never finish what we start.

In short, our dreams end and our reality becomes an endless stream of diapers.

If we persevere…

We face pain. We face frustration and confusion. We face sweet success when we finally understand, when we finally get it.

Our dreams flourish and we stand taller in our big girl/boy panties.

To quit or not to quit…

Quitting a dream is something we can do ourselves. We need no help.

Persevering, however, sometimes means asking for suggestions, guidance, whatever we need to make it happen. If not for one of my co-workers’ recommendations I wouldn’t have thought to keep treats and books on hand to help Tiny Tot make the transition. Thanks to that, by bedtime she was having more successes and fewer accidents.

Regardless, no one else can make that decision for us. The choice is always ours.

When have you faced the decision to quit or persevere? What did you do? What would you do differently?

Photo by jessicafm

Are Happy Endings Hopeful Or Just Unrealistic?

August 3rd, 2011

Welcome to Spirit Wednesday where we take a look at all things spiritual from meditation to prayer to cleaning the house. Yes, even house work can be a spiritual experience… if you choose to see it that way.

I like happy endings. At least, I like stories that end with some kind of happy ending. I don’t need all the ends tied up nicely and I don’t need all the characters I fell in love with alive and smiling by the final scene. I do, however, desire some kind of closure and a sense that life is somehow better for the journey.

That being said, I’ve recently read several books that ended abruptly and with a bleak world-view. I’ll admit they were books early on in a series, but I don’t think series are exempt from needing “happy” endings.

Sarah Sawyer asks the same question in her post, Do Happy Endings Present A False Reality? and gives a great answer:

Though tragedies have their place as a literary form, I don’t like books that end without hope, those that are entirely grim and bleak. I don’t expect a story to end with everything packaged neatly and perfect resolution for the protagonists, but I want a hint of hope, of redemption, of change coming–a conclusion that provides unique satisfaction by foreshadowing the ultimate happy ending to come.

What do you think? Are happy endings a thing of the past or do they give us hope?