Bad loss made good!

Some days I sit down and think of what I should write about and come up with absolutely nothing. Other days it consumes my mind all day about getting home to write. Saturday afternoon I lost in the second round of a tennis tournament to a team that should never of beaten me and my partner. I was disgusted with the lost all day and had a hard time shaking it off. I never have been able to accept losing when it is me losing and not them beating me. If you dominate me and I never have a chance, then it's all good. If I feel I am a better player and didn't play up to my best, then a loss sits in my kitchen for quite a while. Upon arriving at home after the match, I spent the rest of the day with my daughter, which helps remind me there is so much more to life than tennis or whatever is the problem of the day. There will always be something that doesn't go my way, the trick is limiting the time you spend dwelling on it. I decided to take my daughter to see Wallace and Gromit, and was so thankful I did. One on One time with her is so much fun. She always reminds me how special life is, and how simple life can be. I am constantly reminded by her how we can have fun without having to search for excitement. She can entertain herself with anything. Listening to her recite the previous episode of Teen Titans, and laughing at each line is absolutely priceless. I really need to work on accepting lifes simple pleasures and not dwelling
on all the curve balls thrown at me. I thank my girl for that, however, I still hate losing!!!!!!!!!