Friday, May 15, 2009
...knowing I am loved.
... ice coffee and chocolate.
... sitting on the beach watching the seagulls
I have often been told that we can choose to be happy. I have never thought that worked very well for me. I have always hated it when someone would come up to me and say "Smile!" That often backfires because I usually find it annoying and will often become grumpy after someone says that!!
As an incest survivor, I have pretended for most of my life. For years, I pretended I was happy and that my life was just perfect. I did not let on that I was being sexually abused and that I was lonely and in pain. Well, I do not care to pretend any more. If I do not feel like smiling, then I do not feel like smiling. Period. No one is going to tell me how to be or what to feel. Not any more.
That being said, since writing my book, I have discovered that truth really does set one free. And I have been a lot more willing to look at the blessings in my life and to say what makes me happy. And I have found that the more I look at my blessings and my happiness, the happier and more blessed I feel. It is kinda tricky how that works and I have to figure God has a hand in this somehow.
I have been receiving a lot of positive feedback on my happiness quotes on Twitter. So now I am thinking I should blog about happiness a little more. Make a list or whatever. On my other blog I have joined in on the memes where we count our blessings or say what we are thankful for. I find that the more I think about my blessings, the more blessed I feel and the more blessings I find.
So, I am not telling you that you MUST smile. What I am saying is, we can choose to find happiness in many ways and in many places. And maybe we need to try to do that every day. Just once a day, we can stop and think, what makes me happy? Or what am I grateful for? I wonder if we would be changed by that.
Just a thought.