John is the 
   kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood  and always 
   has something positive to say. When someone would ask him  how  he 
   was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be  twins!"
  
   He was a natural motivator.
 
   If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the  
   employee   how to look on the positive side of the situation.
  
   Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and  
   asked  him, "I don't get it!
  
   You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
  
   He replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two  
   choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can  
   choose   to be in a bad mood.
  
   I choose to be in a good mood."
  
   Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I  can  
   choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
  
   Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept  
   their   complaining or... I can point out the positive side of life. 
   I choose   the positive side of life.
  
   "Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
  
   "Yes, it is," he said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away   
   all   the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you 
   react to   situations. You choose how people affect your mood.
  
   You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's   
   your   choice how you live your life."
  
   I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry   
   to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him   
   when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
  
   Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious  
   accident,  falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.
  
   After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released   
   from the hospital with rods placed in his back.
  
   I saw him about six months after the accident.
  
   When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be  
   twins...Wanna see my scars?"
  
   I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through   
   his mind as the accident took place.
  
   "The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my   
   soon-to-be born daughter," he replied. "Then, as I lay on the ground,   
   I   remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or...I 
   could   choose to die. I chose to live."  "Weren't you scared? 
   Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
  
   He continued, "..the paramedics were great.
  
   They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into 
   the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I 
   got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'.  I   
   knew I needed to take action."
  
   "What did you do?" I asked.
  
   "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said   
   John.   "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes, I replied.' 
   The   doctors   and nurses stopped working as they waited 
   for my reply. I took a deep   breath and yelled, 'Gravity'."
  
   Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on  me   
   as if I am alive, not dead."
  
   He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his   
   amazing attitude... I learned from him that every day we have the choice   
   to live fully.
  
   Attitude, after all, is everything.
  
   Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about   
   itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:34.
  
   After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.