Oftentimes it is the small things that keep me from tearing out my hair, throwing things and otherwise exhibiting my need for whatever antidepressant or ADD or ADHD pill they are pumping now. I tell you, it feels good to smile… usually my general countenance is stone faced and somber save the lazy-eye that gives way to the fact that not all the lights are on (actually in most cases too many lights are on – I get so caught up in the what I have to does, what I haven’t dones, and what could have been done better that 1/2 the time my body is on autopilot).
Lately, I find myself smiling a whole lot more than usual… despite the state of the economy or bassakwards politiks in the state where Ive taken up residence. Inspite of sibling rivalry between my girls, cases of “the nobodys”, cleaning up dog puke when I should be sleeping, two new transmissions in two weeks, flu bugs, asthma attacks and anything that can/will/has gone wrong … some how I am still smiling. Big at that.. Cheshire Cat..Sh!t eating grin (Who came up with that?!?)
It is because I have learned to operate from a standpoint of appreciation and thankfulness at all times…. even moreso it is because of YOU and people like you. You, the tech-savvy marketer who shares the latest trend. You the wordsmith/foodie/parent/motivational speaker/provoker of inspiring conversation. It’s my Twits, my Tweeps, my peeps, my FB friends from high school or choir or wherever, my Myspace models, photographers, graphic designers… former coworkers… the stranger walking down the street. It is you.
There are myriad quotes that talk about the power of a smile… or the power of laughter. (Leave it to me to find the oddest things funny)… It is the tow truck guy who stepped out of the truck beaming and told me I was the only person he’s ever seen look happy to be broken down. It is the people who use my backyard as a shortcut and at least take the the time to speak. It is the little old lady that brings me candles and other knick-knacks she “picked up just for” me… it is the blanket she brought me not knowing that mine had a big hole in it & the new one matches my lamps perfectly… it was her call to tell me that she believes in guardian angels and I am hers when I feel the same about her. It is the lady on the bus who told me I was her inspiration when I felt like and thought I looked like poohpooh on a stick. It is the inlaws, exlaws and the law (muh to the D E A is my mother & she don’t play) who admonish me when my parenting skills are lacking, encourage me when the children try to outsmart me (and they do). It is the babies and the elderly who remind me what it is like to be close the Creator. It is the courage, wisdom and mistakes of the generations before me. It is the vendors, the coworkers, the mailman… everyone is special to this world and therefore special to me. Forgive me for not calling your names one by one for there are so many.
“You Brought the Sunshine!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCZWxVkGOVU
Namaste!
~TMM~
I didn’t even know you *had* this space – lol.
Yes, it is hard to “keep your head up” when everything seems to be going in directions you don’t like. But it’s really the only way. I have so many things on my plate (personal, professional, etc.), I don’t know how I’ll get to some of them.
Gotta keep the eyes on prize. Persevere. Chin up and all that. And there’s nothing wrong with a little prayer and a good cry every now and then.