I woke up early, excited about all I get to do this day before the clock strikes midnight;
I am important. I have responsibilities to fulfill today.
I have to choose what kind of day I am going to have.
Today I can complain because the weather is rainy,
or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered free.
Today I can feel sad that I don’t have more money,
or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely
and guide me away from waste.
Today I can grumble about my health, the aches, pains, and cramps
or I can rejoice that I am alive.
Today I can lament over all that my parents didn’t give me when I was growing up,
or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.
Today I can cry because roses have thorns,
or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.
Today, I can wish for more days together
or I can remember fondly the times we had.
Today I can mourn my lack of friends,
or I can embark on a quest to discover new relationships and rekindle old ones.
Today I can whine because I have to go to work,
or I can shout for joy because I have a job to do.
Today I can complain because I have to go to school,
or I can eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge.
Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework,
or I can feel honored because I have shelter for my mind, body, and soul.
Today stretches ahead of me waiting to be shaped, and here I am, the sculptor.
What the day will be like is up to me; I get to choose what kind of day I will have.
Today, I choose to live my life, and make it beautiful!