And then God threw me a golf ball

I had plans today.
They got cancelled at the last minute. These things happen, no big deal, right?
Well had this occured six months earlier it was a very big deal.
In fact, I remember one time when my doctors appointment ran late and I had to cancel a lunch date with a friend. I ruined the day for me and my hubby, with my incessant sulking and refusing to snap out of it.

But not today.
Today when my plans got cancelled, I switched from my ballet flats into my sneakers and decided to step out in the glorious Sydney sunshine for a walk. Strolling around the periphery of the local golf course gave me a chance to think.

I thought about how experiences change us.
How sometimes life makes our decisions for us.

How important it is to be a good listener, i.e actually listen when someone is talking to you, rather than letting your mind wander off, or worse – interject and hijack the conversation with your own stories.

How lucky I have been to be able to quickly identify arrogance versus humility. And to have met people who have taught me what it means to be humble, even after countless successful achievements.

I thought about all the wisdom my father continues to impart over the years. “Everything in moderation”, “respect your elders”, to name a few.

How fame and popularity can be more addictive than wealth. But what goes up must come down. I know because I’ve been there.

How it’s not necessary to busy yourself with jam packed schedules just to boast about being “busy”.

How sometimes its more fulfilling to do just one or two activities that you truly enjoy.

How there can be enjoyment in every phase of life, my uncle used to say “beauty in every duty”.

How something as simple as a 30 minute walk can do wonders to clear your head.

Then I realised how content I am to just chill out today, without any need to fill the void in my day with makeshift plans.

In fact, I realised I am truly happy right now to just be a new mum, watching my baby do something new every day. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

And then God threw me a golf ball, soaring through the skies and landing two metres ahead of me, stopping me in my tracks. As if to say: hold onto that thought, take this ball as a reminder. And just be happy to BE.