Only One

“I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.” Helen Keller

This quote follows along the same thought process of yesterday, and it kept coming to me as I went about my day. Just look at who said it! Sometimes we play small because we don't want to offend anyone else, and that is our reasoning for not doing something. There are other times when we look at our circumstances and decide that we just don't have what it takes to do something. "Today I don't have the energy." "How come it is always me having to help someone else out?" "Someone else can do it"  Yet here we have Helen Keller, a woman who was blind at a time when there wasn't the type of medicine and education that we have today to help such a situation. I can only imagine how frustrated she was on days, and yet this is how she felt?
Yesterday I shopped at our military commissary and had the opportunity to spend a long time at the deli counter. I was surrounded by retired people, and I was struck by something my mom told me a while ago. When you get older your face muscles, like the rest of your muscles, they let go a little. This causes someone to look like they are in a full scowl when they think their face is just normal. Now, I'm unsure if there is any scientific backing on this but I like to believe my mom. There surrounding me yesterday was a sea of scowls and many weren't happy that the wait was a long one at the deli. I even had a gentleman bark at the ladies behind the counter right over my shoulder which scared me half to death. Maybe his scowl was put there on purpose. I decided to try to turn the tides and with a wide open smile and dancing eyes I engaged my retired friends as we waited. "How are you today?" "Did you get that great tan on the golf course?" and so on. The change while I waited for my number to be called was wonderful. Slowly those scowls lifted around me and before you know it we were all exercising our smile muscles. I had the pleasure of shopping throughout the rest of the commissary with those same smiling faces.  Not saving the world types of somethings, but I did something I could do just the same. Never underestimate the power of ONE.

 

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