It is this little secret….happiness is a choice. Someone once said to me that it is very rare to know someone who has experienced all the things that I have still be happy. I laughed. Let me assure you that living overseas was not/is not always a wonderful. (As an aside I had a couple people ask me recently if I am always as happy as my facebook status says. In a word no, but sometimes speaking/writing it helps to make it so!)
My reply was this, ‘That is because I choose happiness every day. No, that’s incorrect. I try and choose happiness every minute of every hour of every day. Sometimes I am more successful than others, but it is still a choice.’
I probably should have saved this post for much later on, but I couldn’t help it. This mind set is so fundimental to who I am. That is not to say that I always get this spot on. Far from it. When we moved back to the States 2 years ago culture shock hit me big time and early on. It was hard, but I would try to cling to the things I love about being here. The little things like the seasons and Reeces cups whenever I wanted!
It did get easier to find joy, but most days I have to make a conscious decision about happiness.