by Mandy on September 26, 2011
I don’t know if there’s really a definition, but it is something you know it when you see it.
Stop looking, and it will come to you.
I can’t tell you what it will take to find happiness. But if you keep looking, you will never find it. It’s like that lost necklace that eventually shows up when you stop looking. Although I said stop looking for happiness, it doesn’t mean stop everything. You still have to work for happiness.
It’s your choice if you want to be unhappy.
There are always things that we can be grateful for in our daily lives. I had one of those bizarre days when every little thing went wrong: my shoe broke when I stepped out; I went the wrong way going to the office; I was stuck at the airport for 5 hours; and my flight at the end of the day going home was cancelled. At the end of the day, it’s easy to make myself miserable by remembering all these mishaps. Instead, I replayed all the positive moments Read More…
by Mandy on September 19, 2011
Have you ever been called a control freak?
I have. And let me guess, they all tell you to let go. I thought there are only two options: live with the label, or let go. Before you give yourself an ultimatum to let go of everything you know about yourself, think about this 3rd option – life management.
I’m not controlling, I’m just managing.
You may be thinking: You can call it whatever you want, you are still controlling. Now think about this: what’s the difference between managing, and micromanaging? When someone micromanages, It’s driven by control. Proper management empowers people rather than control them.
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by Mandy on September 11, 2011
A day to remember.
This was a day that changed our lives. Ten years ago, I woke up to a world of confusion. I had no idea what impact the World Trade Center collapsing would have on people, among other things. Ten years older, and hopefully a little bit wiser, revisiting this event in New York City is much more painful than I expected.
How would you like to be remembered?
At 9am, I remember my reaction to the event: “It screwed up my life”, class cancelled, I woke up early for nothing. I was supposed to travel the next day, so it was a hassle to have to cancel my flight and make other travel arrangements. Ten years later, I finally paid attention to what happened to other people that day. Among the stories I heard are: Loving husbands and fathers who were trapped on the 100th floor of the World Trade Center, calming their wives Read More…
