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Zebra Stripes for ADHD
A monthly newsletter of stories tips and news for those concerned with ADHD, Attention Deficit and Hyperactivity Disorder, No. 12
Sarah Jane Keyser : ADHD Coach
Celebrate the Magic of Little Things
When I started to plan this newsletter I was thinking about a birthday party for Joey. When I came to write it, I thought wait. "He won't be one year old until next month. We didn't celebrate my grand daughter's birthday, born on the 23rd of January, on the 23rd of December we celebrated on the 23rd of January, and it's bad luck to celebrate a birthday in advance. By this time I had collected a number of thoughts about celebrating so that's what I'm sharing with you this month. What do you celebrate? Do you celebrate winning? Do you celebrate experience? Or do you sometimes just celebrate now? Or perhaps all three? Winning the Grand National is something to celebrate. The Grand National at Aintree, England is the Mount Everest of steeple chase racing. Horses gallop 4 1/2 miles and jump 30 fences. Rich men dream of winning, but money can't buy it and the favorite rarely wins. What a high risk stimulating ADHD adventure! This year the race was won by Numbersixvalverde owned, trained and ridden by men who had never been to The Grand National before. Call it beginner's luck or magic but certainly something to celebrate. What an adrenaline high, better than winning the lottery and at even longer odds. The problem with the high of winning is the low that follows. Some people get hooked on the high of winning and can't stop trying; we call them gamblers I've never won much of anything. I had a quirky horse named Sterling; He was a beautiful jumper. In training he would fly over fences, but as soon as he went into a show ring and the bell rang, his preferred direction was backwards. My greatest success in the Grand National department was to complete two rounds in one day in the home paddock finishing fifth once, small peanuts for most. Not many people open a bottle of Champagne for finishing fifth, but I still relish the achievement because it was all mine. Occasionally I win a bridge tournament, but I know luck plays a big part. In fact I rarely win because I can't seem to get through an evening of bridge without making goofy, ADD mistakes. What I enjoyed most was a wink and a smile across the table from my husband to let me know it was alright. On the same day as the Grand National, I attended a different kind of celebration, a party to celebrate the experiences of a life-time, at a 40th wedding anniversary. They had invited their friends from all the different corners of their lives. It didn't matter that I didn't know many people, I just met new ones. We used to share a water-ski boat on Lake Geneva with them. They sold the boat to build a catamaran which they took to Greece, and now they've sold the catamaran to buy a caravan. They plan to see all of the Europe they missed while rushing between England, Geneva and Greece storing up more experiences for their fiftieth anniversary. They're a great couple. They relate every slip and mishap with such relish that it becomes cause for celebration. Even the night of their party, he was struck down by a bug, nonetheless he arrived looking less than the best. By the end of the evening he was dancing and celebrating with the rest into the small hours of the morning. I couldn't possibly organize such an event and I wouldn't be comfortable anyway. I would be overwhelmed and space out, too many people, too much movement. My own form of celebrating focuses on much smaller things, everyday things, now or anytime of the year. My dance hall is the open sky and green fields. I have to be outside everyday, rain or shine with a dog or a horse. I celebrate the first crocus, the songs of returning birds in the spring, the smell of new mown grass, the golden glow of the late afternoon sun and the red orange purple sunset, a smile, and a tone of voice which says welcome. If getting there is half the fun, being there is the other half. Enjoy it all.
Adventures of Joey the ADHD Zebra Who Has No Stripes
Joey is busy planning his party for next month, but he sent me this story. He thought it was appropriate to my theme:
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