I was like that ball thing that Will Smith lets loose by accident in 'Men In Black', the one that pings and bounces around the lab at a million miles an hour! All day I kept catching myself saying '46,000 readers!'.
Lots of other good things happened too. It was beautifully sunny. The new digibox was delivered, and its great. I was well enough to drive myself into Norwich to my counselling appointment, and even do a bit of shopping. I was so happy.
Then I came home and checked my email. There was a cruel one from someone close to me. This person has hurt me badly. I don't know why. I tried not to let it spoil my day. Pat took me out to the pub to celebrate. I didn't feel much like celebrating, even though I felt like all my hard work has finally begun to pay off, and I can hold my head high among other writers at last. I don't have to apologise for being myself anymore. Except to this one person. I know I shouldn't allow them to get to me. Partly, it is because I don't know why they are behaving in this way because they won't tell me. And partly, it is because I just want to be loved - don't we all?
And then I heard the Universe speak.
I was flipping through last weekend's Telegraph magazine and I found this quote from Armistead Maupin:
"My life is full of love; I designed it that way. I try to make my own experience about love and I look for kindness and tenderness in others...That's the thing I value the most: it will get you through everything."
I can't stop this person behaving cruelly to me. But I can choose the way I respond. I can choose to believe the 46,000 readers, and not the one email correspondent. I can design a life that is full of love.
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