This week I got “Cesar Millan’ed.” For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, I had a dog trainer come to our house this week to help us. And in not so many words she told me that my dog has no respect for me. While I inherently knew this to be true, hearing it was a tough pill to swallow. After spending only one hour with her I learned not only about my dog but about myself and how to stand up for what I want. This morning, for the first time in months, I took both my son and my dog out for a walk. What is usually a complete disaster, (dog lunges for other dogs, plops down and decides she doesn’t want to go home, etc.) was a really pleasant morning. With what the trainer taught me, I was able to be the “pack leader” with my two “kids” and even had a good time.
While my dog is the most amazing and loving dog 80 percent of the time, I accepted my “mild dissatisfaction” with her 20 percent of the time. And truth be told, I didn’t need to accept that. I have a choice to do the work and change that. I think that is the case with a lot of us. We accept dissatisfaction with certain things in our life. I’m not here to say that everything is going to be perfect all of the time, it’s not. But we always have a choice. If something needs to change, what can you do about it? If you don’t know what change to make on your own, who can help you? I challenge all of you to think about where you are accepting dissatisfaction and what you’re going to do about it.
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”—Maria Robinson