Back when we were camping in Colorado, the kids befriended two boys who were camping in the campsite next to us. They taught our kids a new game called "Sweet and Sour". The way it goes is simple: you wave at a passing car and if the occupants wave back, they're sweet. If they don't wave back, they're sour. I had mixed feelings about this game, since I usually go to considerable lengths to avoid any type of social interactions with strangers (and at times, even acquaintances.) My kids, thankfully, did not inherit that inclination from me and surprised me with their bravado. They had buckets of it. They waved at travelers passing in the campground, they waved at people on the trails, they waved at cars on the highway in Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, and California. They were endlessly optimistic in their search for the "sweet", crowing with delight whenever someone waved back.
In the weeks since we've gotten back from vacation, I think they've mostly forgotten the game. But I haven't. I've found myself spending the past few weeks going throughout my days mentally labeling my interactions with people as "sweet" or "sour": the man who held the door open for me at the bank- sweet. The checker at the grocery store- sour. Roo, when I pick her up from Kindergarten- sweet. My Facebook newsfeed- sour, sour, sour. (Seriously, what was going on yesterday? I was mentally exhausted and cranky after reading through it.)
Here's a silly insight: the more I paid attention to the sweet and sour in my life, the more I started to appreciate the sweet. What's more, the sour affected me less. If nothing else, I was motivated to be even more sweet in the face of sour. (I think that's actually a trick I learned back in my waitressing days, but I must have forgotten it since).
Anyway, I'm not sure why I feel the need to relate all this. I think I just want to say that it's easy to get sucked into the vortex of the sour, especially if your Facebook newsfeed has been as argumentative and depressing as mine has been. I don't think we humans were ever really supposed to be subject to that many opinions and information at once. And while I'm not saying that I'm going to stick my head in the sand, I am going to stay in the present and focus on what matters right now:
I'm going to keep my political opinions to myself.
I'm going to do my best to be kind and help people right here in my community.
I'm going to pray for the things that I have no control of.
I am going to stay sweet.
I hope you all stay sweet, too.
In the weeks since we've gotten back from vacation, I think they've mostly forgotten the game. But I haven't. I've found myself spending the past few weeks going throughout my days mentally labeling my interactions with people as "sweet" or "sour": the man who held the door open for me at the bank- sweet. The checker at the grocery store- sour. Roo, when I pick her up from Kindergarten- sweet. My Facebook newsfeed- sour, sour, sour. (Seriously, what was going on yesterday? I was mentally exhausted and cranky after reading through it.)
Here's a silly insight: the more I paid attention to the sweet and sour in my life, the more I started to appreciate the sweet. What's more, the sour affected me less. If nothing else, I was motivated to be even more sweet in the face of sour. (I think that's actually a trick I learned back in my waitressing days, but I must have forgotten it since).
Anyway, I'm not sure why I feel the need to relate all this. I think I just want to say that it's easy to get sucked into the vortex of the sour, especially if your Facebook newsfeed has been as argumentative and depressing as mine has been. I don't think we humans were ever really supposed to be subject to that many opinions and information at once. And while I'm not saying that I'm going to stick my head in the sand, I am going to stay in the present and focus on what matters right now:
I'm going to keep my political opinions to myself.
I'm going to do my best to be kind and help people right here in my community.
I'm going to pray for the things that I have no control of.
I am going to stay sweet.
I hope you all stay sweet, too.
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