less than graceful moments

A dear friend uses a phrase I love: "less than graceful moments". I woke up this morning and was thinking about this. I was comparing how I would have reacted to one of these events in my past and how it snowballed out of control. I love to think of this moment because it reminds me how silly I can be and need to relax more. The only thing I will say is that it involved a half jar of hot fudge from the fridge and then a panic moment to hide the evidence.

The reason this is on my mind is that I realized that as I have gotten older I can still have these moments. I even can over compensate as I work through those issues. But I also can forgive myself and just clean up the mess and move on now. I do not need to hide the evidence because it doesn't matter. What would have happened years ago if I had let the fudge incident happen and not then had to indulge to hide the issue. I firmly believe that is it easier to accept the responsibility for what was done and honestly not hide it. Life is a journey and sometimes we stray off the path with the desire to pick the thistles instead of the roses. Both have thorns but one is more dangerous.

We can pick ourselves up, dust our selves off and start all over again. (Thank you rubber tree plant!)

And thank you my friend for reminding me of the lessons that can be learned from "less than graceful moments"