Thursday, August 22, 2013

the best kind of crying

Sometimes I just feel like crying. Sometimes it's the boo-hoo-poor-me-why-me kind. Which is the worst kind. I hate that.

Sometimes it's the my-life-has-turned-out-so-much-differently-than-i-though-it-would-and-i-don't-know-if-that's-good-or-bad kind. That kind is stressful. I don't much like that one either.

And sometimes, very seldom, but every once in awhile, it's the everything-around-me-is-so-beautiful-humans-are-so-creative-i-am-inspired-&-in-awe kind.

That is the best kind. I want to feel that more often. Which means I need to surround myself with beautiful things and ideas more often. This is the time in my life when it can be all about me. I don't have a husband or children to worry about  take care of, so I can do things that I love every second--if I choose to.

That said, I hate when people say "happiness is a choice", because there are so many factors that go into how a person thinks and views the world--but I definitely believe that the way you see the world affects the way you think and therefore act. We have to actively pursue happiness in order to keep it with us. It's a day-by-day thing. Sometimes a minute-by-minute thing.

So raise a glass. Repeat this mantra if needed{everything around me is so beautiful}. Here's to making a goal to be more happy and enjoy things more often. Here's to saying "no" if we must in order to take care of ourselves. Here's to filling our eyes and minds and hearts with things that are truly beautiful. Here's to dreaming a little bigger. Cheers.


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