I haven't enjoyed been ill, I've hated every minute of it. But how many of us have learnt something from our situations, even the smallest of events?
My mother once said to me, “Italo, things in life happen for a reason, and you will see it soon enough.” What I have learnt from those wise words were two things:
1. My mother was right, things do happen for a reason even in the worst of situations,
2. You have to acknowledge that you're in the situation, and that there is a reason for it. Don't look too hard as you will not see it, but just know that the answer will come soon enough – a day, a week, a month later, but the reason will unfold like a spring flower.
Now, what is the point of this picture and all this meaningless wording? Well, chill out, and you will read the answer soon enough.
Being ill from a young age, I developed a little gift of knowing what my tummy wanted, from my head. With this little wonder, I daydream my life away sometimes. It's been a savior as a child, not having had any friends until I was about 16. I was my own friend, my own center of attention.
How many of you, no matter how ill, upset, angry, frustrated, sad, or even bored, will go into the kitchen, and just think of something, anything, and start to cook? How many of you don't say a word while doing it, but are determined to make something that stands out in your head, as crystal clear as as if it were already made?
Well I do. I still want to put on my best outfit, walk down the street and head to my local butcher, not just to see the handsome guy who doesn't realize I notice his smile every time I walk into the room, but to flash my fangs and order his choice of today's best cut (I'd have a slice of him, don't worry.)
But it's the feeling that I'm about to make something; it's knowing I'm choosing all the ingredients to decide if my dish is going to be good or bad, because right now, I'm not feeling good, and no matter what I do, I'm still at the bottom of the pan. But I can change the destiny of this one dish, and at the end it will taste the way I want it to, and at the end of my creation, my rewards, is a smile!
That is why the picture is up there – I'm proud of the little things I do, but I'm also proud to understand why I'm doing them. Whatever your position, go create something – draw, write, read, stack some papers up, but do something you enjoy, whenever you're down. And be proud of whatever it is, because sometimes your own phrase is what you need to hear, not the person next to you.