Apparently I’m a Superhero

Apparently I’m a superhero. Today, a few emergencies popped up and I was called to do what I do best…handle them.  As time passed and people didn’t hear cursing or yelling because of the late additions, everyone wondered if I was human.  I wasn’t nervous or anxious.  I didn’t scream in frustration or blame someone else for it falling through the cracks.  I didn’t complain or sigh or vent or catch an attitude.  Instead I smiled, assessed the situation, danced a little to the song I was listening to and did what needed to be done.  Apparently, from what I understand, this is a superpower (not the dancing part).

I’m constantly questioned about this uncanny ability.  Here’s my answer:  It’s not that I don’t stress, it’s that most of the things that come my way aren’t worth stressing over.  It’s very simple.  Either it’ll get done or it won’t.  The circle eventually closes and dramas eventually pass.  If I don’t get results one way, I’ll try another way.  If a door closes in my face, I’ll find another door.  If that door closes, I’ll make my own.  Unless you’re trying to kill me (like my cat), then there’s no point worrying about it.  Don’t mistake me, I’ll do my best in everything I have a hand in, but worrying about today’s problems only disrupts today’s peace.  I don’t know about you, but I have no intention of giving that up.