Life on planet Earth is filled with issues. Little issues, huge issues, we as a whole have them, essentially consistently. 

Be that as it may, what is important isn't the issue, it's the arrangement! What's more, gracious, that it is so natural to dismiss that. My telephones went down two or three months prior. Since we don't get cell gathering where I live, I am totally reliant on my landlines. That is the reason I have two of them, on the off chance that one of them goes wacky. But this time the two lines went out, and given how critical correspondence is in my profession, I was in out and out frenzy mode. 

Whatever I could consider was "Imagine a scenario where one of my customers can't contact me?" Sure, there's email, yet quite a bit of my work and different issues depend on the telephone. Consider the possibility that there's a crisis like a fire (basic in our general vicinity) and I can't telephone out. I couldn't call the telephone organization to get my telephones settled! How's that for unexpected? Issue, issue, issue. No idea at all for the arrangement. An excessive amount of "poor me" going on... 

And after that I recollected Autumn Michels and Rachael Steffens. Pre-winter, at 14 years of age, has been visually impaired since a mind tumor was evacuated when she was 4, which spared her life yet denied her of sight. She balanced flawlessly, exploring her home, school and condition with her stick, yet when it went to her craving to play her clarinet with her school's walking band... all things considered, you can envision the "issue." Only nobody at her school concentrated on the issue, they went straight to the arrangement. Volunteers were found to remain behind Autumn amid the walking part of the band's exercises, controlling her on the field by her shoulders. 

Nonetheless, volunteers go back and forth, and figuring out how to control Autumn wasn't too simple. In any case, Autumn hit up a companionship with Rachael, a percussionist in the band, and the fun they had together prompted Rachael sitting out walking exercises to be Autumn's normal walking guide, limiting her own particular playing to when the band was in the stands. Arrangement, arrangement, arrangement. 

No place in any of this was anybody going "Poor Autumn" - significantly less Autumn, who as per family and companions, simply doesn't go there. Nor was anybody, including Rachael, groaning "Poor Rachael," she appreciates helping her companion. 

Stories like this remind me to get off my pity-party at whatever point an issue hits, and turn as fast as conceivable to the arrangement. Since there dependably is an answer. How soon we arrive basically relies upon our eagerness to turn our consideration decisively toward that path. 

What's more, goodness yes, once I got myself into arrangement mode I resolved my telephone issue: wi-fi calling! Who knew? So now I have a reinforcement to the land-lines (which got settled, multi month later), genuine feelings of serenity, and an awesome method for helping myself to remember Solution! Arrangement! Arrangement!