In the 1980’s I learned more than I can attest to here. I learned numerous things while raising my children. Each child had a unique way of teaching. Brandi liked the expression, “How do you think of that?” Every time she did something that, she was proud of; she would smile and say, “How do you think of that, momma!” My son tried to correct Brandi, telling her that the expression is what you think of that. She argued that he was wrong, “What do you think of that, doesn’t make sense!”
As I matured, I began to understand her point of view. Thoughts are what we have in this life; our notions arouse our emotions and conduct. What we ruminate about a person or a circumstance is entirely an opinion that may cause us to feel bad.
How we think of something or someone is what counts! What we think of our childhood or our parents, is a moot issue, but how we think is essential to our well-being. To this day Brandi will ask, “How do you think of that?” as if it is a natural thing to ask. Even the editor that I use is trying to get me to change the expression to, “What do you think of that?”
Each time that I feel grim about a circumstance, another person, or even myself, I regroup. I ask myself, “How do I think of that?” In other words, how did I draw the conclusion? How do I perceive the situation and how am I making myself unhappy?