There are so many times we find ourselves complaining about one thing or another on any given day. It’s hard to remember to be happy when faced with enormous mounds of laundry, a crying baby, the car that’s stalled again, the boss that’s a jerk. We fuss and gripe about this and that. I’ll go on for close to an hour sometimes about how bad my day’s been.
Not pausing to realize how much we all have that should make us happy. Our families and friends. The roof over our heads. The fridge full of food. The dog’s wagging tail waiting to greet us. Most of us live pretty nice existences compared to the plight of some others in this world. Griping about our my day in light of that is pretty absurd.
This week, one self portrait keeps coming back to my mind. I’ll be going about my day and suddenly, this silly image is bobbing before my eyes. It makes me happy. Even if only for a fleeting moment.
Sometimes that’s all you need to remind you to appreciate what you’ve got. It got me thinking.
Peace til next month,
Rachel
