Mom’s advice

Last week was kind of a horrible week for me.  I can’t really explain why, it was just bad.  We all have bad days and bad weeks every now and then, some more than others.  It happens.  I tend to get stressed out a lot and easily agitated.  I’m not sure why.  I swear I can remember a time when this wasn’t the case.  I used to be a lot calmer, more care free, nothing really mattered so much.  And I don’t know when or how or why, but at some point life became stressful.

It’s weird, because I used to have multiple jobs, multiple classes, and multiple volunteer positions.  All at the same time.  And somehow I survived that.  I suppose I did get a little burned out but somehow I managed.  And now school has finally been eliminated from the mix.  But somehow even with one job, I find myself busy all the time although I can’t figure out why.  And things bother me more than they used to.  I used to not care much about a lot of things but now I do.

I remember a couple years ago, I was really stressed out and complaining about school and work and various other issues in my life.  My mom turned to me and said “In 70 or 80 years, you’ll be dead anyway, so who cares?”.  My response to her was “You really think I’ll live that long?”.  These words of wisdom from my mother were funny but also very helpful.  It allowed me to put things into perspective and really think about how important something really is and if I should allow it to stress me out as much as it does.

Last week, I randomly thought of that conversation with my mom and I smiled because it is still relevant to me now.  I mean taking it word for word would imply that nothing matters at all.  But that’s not the case.  Obviously there are worthwhile things in life that matter.  But a lot of things, a lot of tough situations and stressful events, in the long run, don’t.  And sometimes I find myself getting lost in my own sense of distress and forget to put these things into perspective.

I feel like maybe I should write that quote down somewhere as a reminder to myself.  It would be helpful to me in dealing with a lot of things that I face.  And I don’t agree with my mom about a lot of things but I do think she’s right about this.  Although, 70 or 80 years is a long time, and I still doubt that I’ll live that long.