I Can Do Great Things

     Last week while my dog was lounging around I noticed a dark spot on his side and my spider-sense began to tingle.  On closer inspection my fear was confirmed.  It was a tick.  A really big tick.  I absolutely hate ticks.  I hate them.  They are awful.  They creep me out.  I think they are disgusting and must be the spawn of Satan or something.  It took me a few moments to convince myself, but I knew I needed to remove it.  I started out trying to remove it via the "smother method."  It did not work.  At all.  I tried the match trick, it too failed.  I was feeling pretty desperate at this point so I sent out a couple texts and prayed someone would be able to help me.   A few moments later I was rewarded with a reply teaching me a good method to get the tick out.  It took me a while and a bit of screaming, whimpering, and yelling at my dog to hold still, but in the end I was able to remove the horrible creature. 



     You might be wondering what the point of my little story is, I assure you there is a purpose. 

     I struggled with that darn tick (mentally as well as physically) for about 15 minutes.  It was a really big deal for me, and after it was all said and done, it took about another 15 minutes for me to shake the heebie-jeebies.  But, once I recovered I was able to realize something.

I can do great things.

     OK, so removing a tick may not seem so great to you, but I promise it was a huge ordeal for me (I'm a mega-huge big baby when it comes to arachnids of any kind).  I was able to overcome an obstacle and do what needed to be done.  I was able to do something I didn't think I could do by myself.  This realization was kind of empowering, enough so that now I know if I absolutely had to, I could do this again.  I'm crossing my fingers that I wont have to, but considering where I live it's likely to happen again. 

 

I think we can all do great things, even if they're actually small in size.