I AM HAPPY!!! When was the last time we actually said that to our self?
Is it because we don't think about it? We don't feel it? We don't want to know the truth of it?
If we need our mouth pulled up at the corners like this little monkey in order to smile...how do we expect our life to be happy?
Happiness is different for everyone so I can't recommend something magical that will get you in the mood. Here is the thing I can do, get you to ask yourself the questions and once you do that, maybe you can see what you need to do more of.
I can also share with you what has been my own experience. Let's take the last 3-4 months in reflection. I can easily do that because I keep a little bit of a log book on what I do on a regular basis. I started doing this, when my kids were knee high to a grasshopper.
It's fun to look back at the special times. It was(and still is) a way to review what I have learned and it helps me formulate a new approach to things going forward. I know that sounds kind of analytical. But honestly, all those journals, all those calendar entries (my loving daughter made me read them one last time before I threw them out) are my life. It's how I became me. It's my journey.
At times I know I needed an 8th day of the week. Many times!! Even over the last few months, I have moved, taken on a new management responsibility, maintained my home business expansion project, started a meetup, had a few yard sales, worked with a coach, taken a bow safety course, kept up with my blogs, helped family, had a baby shower, made the duck in a bucket cake, making a baby quilt, cleaned, cleared, patched, painted walls and mowed into the night. It makes me tired just writing it down.
Through it all, I never lost sight of the importance of enjoying the moment. Just every once in awhile, expressing how happy I was to still be here. So happy it makes me to help other people. So happy that I have a husband that is faithful and devoted. Happy that I still have one parent. Happy my kids are healthy and happy. Happy for the possibilities that tomorrow brings with it.
Despite the need for that 8th day of the week...I hope you tell yourself how happy you are too. There is plenty...no more than enough...way too much even of the negative thoughts that we are bombarded with daily from our environment. Think and be thankful...Be happy!
Is it because we don't think about it? We don't feel it? We don't want to know the truth of it?
If we need our mouth pulled up at the corners like this little monkey in order to smile...how do we expect our life to be happy?
Happiness is different for everyone so I can't recommend something magical that will get you in the mood. Here is the thing I can do, get you to ask yourself the questions and once you do that, maybe you can see what you need to do more of.
I can also share with you what has been my own experience. Let's take the last 3-4 months in reflection. I can easily do that because I keep a little bit of a log book on what I do on a regular basis. I started doing this, when my kids were knee high to a grasshopper.
It's fun to look back at the special times. It was(and still is) a way to review what I have learned and it helps me formulate a new approach to things going forward. I know that sounds kind of analytical. But honestly, all those journals, all those calendar entries (my loving daughter made me read them one last time before I threw them out) are my life. It's how I became me. It's my journey.
At times I know I needed an 8th day of the week. Many times!! Even over the last few months, I have moved, taken on a new management responsibility, maintained my home business expansion project, started a meetup, had a few yard sales, worked with a coach, taken a bow safety course, kept up with my blogs, helped family, had a baby shower, made the duck in a bucket cake, making a baby quilt, cleaned, cleared, patched, painted walls and mowed into the night. It makes me tired just writing it down.
Through it all, I never lost sight of the importance of enjoying the moment. Just every once in awhile, expressing how happy I was to still be here. So happy it makes me to help other people. So happy that I have a husband that is faithful and devoted. Happy that I still have one parent. Happy my kids are healthy and happy. Happy for the possibilities that tomorrow brings with it.
Despite the need for that 8th day of the week...I hope you tell yourself how happy you are too. There is plenty...no more than enough...way too much even of the negative thoughts that we are bombarded with daily from our environment. Think and be thankful...Be happy!

