When I was growing up, my dad told a story that I could never forget.

My dad was at the club playing racquetball with his friend when he twisted his ankle. Later, he was in the locker room, complaining of  his sore ankle. In the midst of his whining (as he put it), a fellow sweaty club member walked in who then proceeded to prepare for a shower by taking off his whole leg. My dad said that that instantly cessed his complaints forever!

During dinner conversation last week, the kids were asked who they most admire. Most of my kids said they admired my dad. When I asked them why, they said,” Because no matter what kind of pain he may suffer with his bad knees and rounds of cancer treatment, he never complains.” This is a fact; he always sees the best side of things. He is always positive with very few exceptions. Instead of complaining, he simply says, “Oh boy, that smarts!”

My parents live 1,000 miles away and are here as often as they can be, but their presence makes a big impact on my children’s lives. Our actions and words greatly affect those around us, either for good or for evil. We choose, but keep in mind little people are noticing.