The quiet calm of our neighborhood in the early morning
The sun peeking over the palms
The mist hanging above the green of the ball field
The emails from friends far away
The text from family
The voice of a friend
The ocean lapping around my ankles
The umbrella shielding us from the sun
The rain that will blow hard and green our yards
The thunder that will remind me of summer storms of my childhood
We know happiness because we’ve been touched by sadness. One making possible the other and both reminding us we are made to feel. In both emotions I celebrate the feeling rather than numbing.
Sitting on the front porch with family
Giggles from our granddaughter
watching birds flutter on the feeder
I read one time that happiness is a choice and I believe that. Some days it’s a hard choice and some days I make the wrong choice. We have had a lot of sadness lately. Untimely and tragic deaths, quarrels and hurt feelings…these have left me with the sting of sadness and rightfully so. There will be other times when happiness is the right choice. Even challenging times where I can still choose happy over anger.
Today is new and unknown.
The sun brings promise even as laundry whirls in the washer and errands run.
Maybe the unknown is the best time to choose happy. To ready our smile and set our eyes with an expectation of good to be found. To get away from the news and remember today is a gift.
In this moment I have, I’m choosing happy. Maybe my choice will be contagious because I believe happy spills over to those around us.
Linking up with Kate Motaung at Five-Minute Friday