The secret to success, to parenting, to life, is to not count up the cost. Don't focus on all the steps it will take. Don't stare into the abyss at the giant leap it will take. That view will keep you from taking the next small step. Regina Brett More Quotes by Regina Brett More Quotes From Regina Brett Too often, we get attention and sympathy by being a victim. If we're invested in someone being our villain, we must love being the victim. We have to let go of both characters in the story. Regina Brett letting-go love-is character There's so much living to be squeeze into the cracks of one little day. You can make someone laugh, smile, hope, sing, think. Regina Brett inspiration laughing thinking We all have a personal pool of quicksand inside us where we begin to sink and need friends and family to find us and remind us of all the good that has been and will be. Regina Brett pool family-and-friends needs You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. Regina Brett agree-to-disagree learning winning There are few places you can find silence. Air travel could be the last fortress of solitude. Regina Brett solitude silence air I think of her every time I judge myself or someone else too harshly. How do we really know the worth of our work? It's not our job to judge the worth of what we offer the world, but to keep offering it regardless. You might never know the true worth of your efforts. Or it could simply be too soon to tell. Regina Brett offering jobs thinking The last watch I wore felt like a handcuff. When I need to know the time, I check my cell phone. Regina Brett phones cells watches The idea of being stuck in a plane with dozens of people chatting over each other on their phones might feel like Dante's 10th circle of hell. Regina Brett circles phones ideas Writer's block.. when one curses the blinking cursor on the blank page. Regina Brett blank block pages Some days, 24 hours is too much to stay put in, so I take the day hour by hour, moment by moment. I break the task, the challenge, the fear into small, bite-size pieces. I can handle a piece of fear, depression, anger, pain, sadness, loneliness, illness. I actually put my hands up to my face, one next to each eye, like blinders on a horse. Regina Brett horse pain loneliness 'Star Trek' never grabbed me. Every time I hear about Klingons, I think of those little lint balls that stick to your clothes in the dryer. Regina Brett clothes stars thinking Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need. Regina Brett envy waste needs Greet every morning with open arms and say thanks every night with a full heart. Each day is a precious gift to be savored and used, not left unopened and hoarded for a future that may never come. Regina Brett day future heart morning Cooking involves a deadline and hungry people and ingredients that expire in a week. It's stressful. Cooking happens on the stove and on the clock. Baking happens with ingredients that last for months and come to life inside a warm oven. Baking is slow and leisurely. Regina Brett baking cooking life people For years I heeded the warning: Do monthly breast self-exams. Like most women, I did them on a 'sort of' basis. Every few months I'd sort of do a quick feel, but never as thoroughly as the doctors urged. I didn't want to go looking for trouble. If you look for it, you might find it. Looking for cancer is unsettling. Thank God I looked. Regina Brett you women thank-god god I like that they call it an airplane cabin. A cabin is where you go to get away from stress. The cabin is a respite from the terminals on either end of the flight where noise bombards you as soon as you walk through the gate. Regina Brett walk end you stress My life used to be like that game of freeze tag we played as kids. Once tagged, you had to freeze in the position you were in. Whenever something happened, I'd freeze like a statue, too afraid of moving the wrong way, of making the wrong decision. The problem is, if you stand still too long, that's your decision. Regina Brett my-life game you life Almost every month, I have a day where I get stuck in the mud of me. I used to blame hormones and PMS. After I hit 50, I blamed the lack of hormones. But men get stuck, too, so it must simply be the human condition. Regina Brett day me blame men
