Self improvement and motivation

 by: Arthur Buchanan

When I see a picture of anyone’s family it reminds me how fortunate I am to have a beautiful wife and four great children, who are all healthy I might add, yet in the picture of my lovely wife and two beautiful daughters, it reminds me of the girl “stuff” that I have to put up with. I mean like never getting into the bathroom when I need to go and the ungodly time they spend in there “WHAT COULD THEY POSSIBLY BE DOING I THINK TO MYSELF?” Then when I see the results I am truly amazed it’s like another woman who I can hardly recognize, who is more beautiful than the day I meet her and I thank God I did, she is truly a vision. Then I look at my two little angels who were hanging around mom in the bathroom and lo and behold she had time to put a new face on them too, “HOW DID SHE DO IT I THINK TO MY SELF” and I say ain’t that america

I remember the couple of distant friends that couldn’t have any children and I then silently pray for them as though it was myself and my wife who were in that situation, then I thank God for the happy outcome of this couples future and there yet to be unborn children, who will be brought into this world, of this I am sure. I get a call from my friend and he says guess what? I say what, by this time my mind is racing to try and guess the answer before he tells me! He “SCREAMS WE ARE HAVING TWINS” I respond that’s great! Then I remember that they were the couple that couldn't have any children. Then I say to myself ain’t that America!

I see a group of boy’s playing baseball with my son in the open field next to our house and the little guy is up to bat, as far as I can tell he never gut’s a hit, but he tries so very hard and week after week he steps up to plate, pulls up his sagging draws and wipes his snotty nose and tries to spit like the big leaguers do, he even get’s some on his shoes. I laugh to myself. Strike one he misses the ball. By now my wife and me are watching as if Babe Ruth were batting himself. Strike two, he misses again. “Darn it” I say out loud. Here comes the pitch and he swings and he hits it, “RUN, RUN, RUN,” I yell at the top of my lungs, I look at my wife and smile. You see the little runt is my five old and I begin to cry.

Then I whisper to myself ain’t that America!

My daughter is going door to door selling Girl Scout cookies she stops and ties her shoe and takes a much needed rest, as you can tell she has been at it for some time now, as she sits on the sidewalk out of the corner of my eye I see a little old lady crossing the street, it seems like it is taking her forever to cross it. The old woman falls will my daughter get up? Will she help? Will she just ignore the lady in need, after all this is 2002 you know. I think to myself did I raise her properly? She gets up and as she is doing so she loses two of her order forms! What will she do now? I hold my breath and pray she does the right thing. She takes off running right in the direction of the little old lady, is she running to help the lady or to get the order forms? Will she stop to help this elderly lady? As she approaches the lady, she looks toward the order forms and stops and sighs, it looks as though she is waving good bye to the order forms as she bends over to help the elderly lady up. I smile to myself and say ain’t that America!

So as you can plainly see there is still a bunch of things we can be thankful for in this great country of ours so when you she a bunch of boy’s playing ball or the girl scouts selling cookies or someone helping a elderly lady up or someone praying or how you love your children and wife, stop and say to yourself ain’t that America!