My aunt, Marcie, was a godsend this summer. I had lost my place in Boise that I was renting for the summer, and she offered for me to stay at her place in Vancouver for free. She refused the rent money that I had tried to give her. She claimed that she was already paying the money anyways, so just let it go. “Let it go”. Some of the best advice that I had ever been given. It applies unanimously, to the topic of life itself. Something I seem to be telling myself almost every day now.
For example, this morning I was late to work. I woke up to silence, my phone had not gone off with my alarm clock. It was 7:30, the time I normally show up to work. I panic and get ready as fast as I can. While running out to my car, my coffee decides to spill all over the ground and splash all over my jeans and my boots. I spend the next five minutes scraping off the ice that was coated on my car windows. A huge crack across my windshield gleams at me. Where did you come from? Instead of taking the time to pack food, I figure that I would just stop at a fast food joint. Taco Bell was a waste of time since both the drive thru and the parking spaces were taken up by a semi unloading product. So, I try McDonalds. I wait in the line for 15 minutes, just to have my card decline! After spending another 10 minutes trying to find parking, I almost get ran over by a frustrated driver. At this point, I was already done. I get to work and log onto my bank account, and find that a friend’s Amazon Prime account had charged my bank for the yearly fee, even though my information was taken off the account weeks ago. I was at a negative and had to pay the fee from my bank.
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So here I am, waiting for this issue to be resolved, with no food until 3 pm today when I am done with work and classes. I have coffee stains on my jeans from my coffee spilling on me while driving. My eyes are red from the subtle crying I did in the back of the warehouse while trying to hide it from my boss. My morning has been ruined and I have only been awake for two hours. Yet, as I sit here and think about my misfortunes, my Aunt’s words ring in my head, “let it go”. It is gone. I am overflowing with peace.
