"To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone and a funnybone." - Reba McEntire
Can you remember fighting over a wishbone?? Or pulling one apart only to find it is still to moist? Or even to be the one stuck with the short side? As a little girl, if I had gotten the long piece I was wishing for success in something. But success was measured much differently then. I am successful now. I am successful everyday. Everyday I succeed at making someone happy whether it be cooking a warm meal for Clint after a long day at work or as simple as getting Clayton out of bed in the mornings. It is pretty simple to be successful if you decide to be humble. I took a long time to be humble. Growing up (which I am still doing) I wanted everyone to know how successful I was. I wanted them to know what I have done and how good I was at it. I learned very quickly that no matter how good I was someone was better. I learned to be happy with my own successes. I can remember winning rodeos and being told by a mentor that no matter how fast my horse may run there is one faster and when you meet them be humble.
As far as a backbone goes, I have one always have. From the time I was little no one was going to walk on top of me, just ask my Aunt Kathy who I kicked in the shins with my cowboy boots. I have always been quick to stand up for what I thought was right and never stood up because someone else did. I am an individual for many reasons. I was raised that way. There were many experiences in my childhood that taught me to be me and no one else. I grew up with a hard working mom that always had time for her kids. She was always encouraging. She always told me to shoot for the moon. Even if you miss the moon you still land amongst the stars. I learned a lot from my dad. A lot about what to look for and what not to in a man. Most importantly I have learned something from everyone that has ever helped me whether I wanted it or not.
It never is funny when you hit your funnybone, but humor is a much needed commodity. If you can't laugh at yourself who can?? I do funny things all the time, lots of the time not meaning to. But I laugh sometimes thru the tears. I can remember going to a barrel race with my Mom who had never really pulled the trailer much. And as usual we had to stop and put air in the trailer tires. She handed me a dollar bill and asked me to go inside and get quarters. I quickly replied how many? My mom laughed and still does at this. Sad thing is I was well beyond old enough to know how many quarters are in a dollar. The nice thing about family is they will laugh with you no matter what and will damn sure laugh at you when its funny!!!
"For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God" Ephesians 2:8
Until tomorrow,
Sam
Saturday, January 2, 2010
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