Deciding to be happy.
Happiness, like awkwardness, is a choice.
However, until this past week I didn't realize the significance of it.
Someone once said," everyday is a bad day". You have to do things you don't want to do. Talk to people you would rather not talk to. Take tests, go to work, do homework, and the list goes on and on. Everyday really is a bad day.
That is, until you seek the happiness.
Its so easy to get wrapped up in the noise of the world, and the small things readily pile up until its hard to see anything worthwhile. What i'm try to get at is that it is more convenient to notice the bad versus seeking out the good in a day; but there it is waiting to be noticed.
We live in a beautiful world. There are so many small blessings that we overlook. Sure the day-to-day interactions can be monotonous at times, but when you go looking for understanding you can find some of the best people and the closest friends.
This past week I was having a particularly bad day. Suddenly I was remembering other bad days and by the time I was getting ready for bed I felt terrible about myself; bad days have a funny way of making your self-worth go down. The next morning I didn't wake up in the best of moods, but I was determined to get past whatever and have a good day, and know what? I had a good day. It certainly helped that my roommate brought me a s'mores cookie (she got the recipe from Pinterest, her first pinterst recipe actually), but I think deciding to be happy was the biggest contributor. The couple days after I kept deciding to be happy, and by the end of the week I had a wonderful day for no particular reason. The little things, the good things instead of the bad, piled up and I was smiling the whole way home.
Each day we chose to be happy it becomes that much easier to be happy the next day. Now i'm not saying everyday will be perfect or that you'll never have a bad day, but when the bad days come rolling in it'll be easier to look up and know the next day is a new start with new happiness possibilities.
However, until this past week I didn't realize the significance of it.
Someone once said," everyday is a bad day". You have to do things you don't want to do. Talk to people you would rather not talk to. Take tests, go to work, do homework, and the list goes on and on. Everyday really is a bad day.
That is, until you seek the happiness.
Its so easy to get wrapped up in the noise of the world, and the small things readily pile up until its hard to see anything worthwhile. What i'm try to get at is that it is more convenient to notice the bad versus seeking out the good in a day; but there it is waiting to be noticed.
We live in a beautiful world. There are so many small blessings that we overlook. Sure the day-to-day interactions can be monotonous at times, but when you go looking for understanding you can find some of the best people and the closest friends.
This past week I was having a particularly bad day. Suddenly I was remembering other bad days and by the time I was getting ready for bed I felt terrible about myself; bad days have a funny way of making your self-worth go down. The next morning I didn't wake up in the best of moods, but I was determined to get past whatever and have a good day, and know what? I had a good day. It certainly helped that my roommate brought me a s'mores cookie (she got the recipe from Pinterest, her first pinterst recipe actually), but I think deciding to be happy was the biggest contributor. The couple days after I kept deciding to be happy, and by the end of the week I had a wonderful day for no particular reason. The little things, the good things instead of the bad, piled up and I was smiling the whole way home.
Each day we chose to be happy it becomes that much easier to be happy the next day. Now i'm not saying everyday will be perfect or that you'll never have a bad day, but when the bad days come rolling in it'll be easier to look up and know the next day is a new start with new happiness possibilities.
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