Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff — Seeing things as Glass Half Unbroken

Once upon a morning, I was happily breezing along and contentedly riding my scooter when all of a sudden — disaster struck!

My phone somersaulted out of its makeshift phone holder.

In that split-second, I said a prayer to the mighty phone gods before quickly picking up the phone with bated breath…

My gorgeous shiny new phone — Cracked.

My heart sank to the floor.

And right on que, my regretful mind quickly lodged on to its usual “If-onlys”…

Only this time, I mindfully shut the thoughts off.

I took a deep, calm breath and looked at my phone. I took note of all the cracks splattered across the shiny, reflective surface, then flipped the phone over — the front glass was spotless.

I heaved huge sigh of relief.

You know what, I told myself, I can continue pointlessly feeling bad about this thing that I cannot change, or…