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Happy

I am happy!

First of all, I am happy because I can be. I am happy to wake up every morning and see my son smile at me.

I am thankful that I can see the sun embracing the world, giving its kiss to the falling leaves, the trees, the grass, the flowers, the animals and every human being willing to accept it.

I am happy because I can pick up my son when he falls down, I can show him an apple, a banana, a wall, a tree, a dog or a table and teach him what each of them is called.

As common as it may sound, I am happy that my fridge is full and that I can put a meal on the table at least three times a day. I know many people can’t.

I am happy that we have a bed to sleep in instead of a bench and clothes to keep us warm when outside is freezing cold.

I am happy I’ve got friends I can talk to when I need to.

I am happy I can pick up the phone and call my mother, my father or my brother when I am down.

I am happy my husband’s there for me when I need him. I am happy when he comes home with a smile on his face.

I am happy because it is up to me to be happy – with myself and with my life.

There are so many reasons to be happy, so many reasons to choose happiness over sorrow. Sometimes people just don’t realize that it is up to them to wake up one morning and decide they want to be happy!

This is what I have done. I’ve chosen to be happy for everything I have. Yes, there are many more things I want, but I am not unhappy just because I don’t have them yet.

Sometimes, or maybe always, happiness is a matter of choice. It is up to us to choose to be happy… or not.

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Too tired…

tired

It took me an hour to get home yesterday. The traffic was crazy and I’m afraid it’s not going to get any better. This delay, however, gave me the chance to look at the drivers surrounding me. There was something that surprised me: nobody was looking relaxed, nobody was smiling. It seems so unusual on the spot but then I thought of myself: I was so tired, going home, after a day at work and an interview in a foreign language for another job… I was not smiling either, my face was nothing but a mask, I was neither happy, nor sad; I don’t think anyone could have got me angry…I was just passive. There are billions of people like me. Young people, old people, it really doesn’t matter. We work all day long, just to get home, tired, and work a little more. We do have some fun while we’re in our early 20s but as soon as we get closer to our 30s, we just seem to forget that life is about something else than just WORK!

I don’t want to be a workaholic, I don’t want to forget how to smile to a stranger, I don’t want to forget how to have fun, I don’t want to think of paying the bills every day! I want to enjoy life and notice when spring comes and trees blossom. As obsolete as it may sound, I still want to be able to take the time and hear the grass grow.

Do we have this time?