Last week was an especially trying week with the only thing going right was that everything went wrong. Even the weekend was plagued by incidents.
This morning, feeling heavy-hearted and stomach-sick over the disappearance of this blog last week as a result of an update, I got dressed. As I headed downstairs to start the day I realized my pants were on backwards. Not the fresh start to a new week I was looking for.
I redressed from the waist down and made coffee, using every trick in my book to right myself just as I had done my pants. And then, this thought: What if my pants being on the wrong way was actually a good sign? After all, wearing them the correct way wasn’t working that well so maybe this was just what I needed to give me a kick in the backwards pants.
Things can go awry at any minute but they can also go a-right as quickly. And that’s what we all need to focus on when our world goes downhill. Luckily my pants did not.
As children we’re taught the tag goes in the back. And if we’re really lucky, we also learn at an early age that hope and optimism always goes in the front.
