Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Manufactured, Synthesized, Chosen.
So here I am, in my house full of stuff that promised to make me happy. Married to the one I thought would make me happy. Listening to the children I thought would make me happy. And it turns out to be a matter of choice after all. Sorry Coca Cola. Coldstone wins this round. Create your own Happiness. At least I'm on the right track now.
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HOORAY!
ReplyDeleteMy Dad used to tell me that I just had to choose to be happy. I thought he was nuts.
He was right.
The tricky thing is making the choice to be happy without playing Pollyanna, which creates an artificial, out-of-touch-with-reality happiness.
But it's SO worth it!
Ooooo - true dat. And Once I stopped being Pollyanna, I had no "reason" to be happy, to move, to take care of my family, ect. I was a mess. I called Joanna - said how do you get motivation? Where does it come from? Her answer?
ReplyDeleteMotivation is over-rated. Sometimes the bottom line is that is HAS to be done. So you do it.
I wrote it out and hung it in my kitchen. "Forget yourself and go to work", right?