What happy people do

There have been all sorts of articles floating around the internet lately about things that happy people do differently, and one thing that comes up over and over is the simple but powerful impact of positive thinking. Focus on the good, and you will be a happier person. I started this blog years ago to help me remember that – to help me focus on the things that are good and positive in my life because those are the things worth remembering, worth focusing on.

I haven’t been doing a very good job of that lately. The past few weeks have been hard. We have all been sick – Lola Gray with mono which has kept her out of school more than a week, Fletcher with a random virus, Raymond and me with colds and allergies and assorted ickiness. It’s been a real drag. Our spring break trip to visit Grandmama and Grandaddy in Alabama turned into 5 days of home-bound sickness. It was cold, and wet in Alabama and cold in Savannah on our return. We have stumbled through the past week, barely awake, barely aware of Easter’s approach.

We’ve gone through a mountain of tissues, dealt with vomiting and nose bleeds and piles of missed school work. We’ve thought we were getting better only to slip back again. Plans have gone totally out the window, and we’ve all been out of sorts.
Especially me.
I didn’t even get out the Easter decorations until Thursday.

egg hunt

The neighborhood Easter Egg hunt at our church was this morning. It is always one of my favorite events of the season, but the time conflicted with Fletcher’s orchestra rehearsal. He hadn’t been to orchestra the past 2 weeks, and they are off next week, so it was important for him to be there. And since Raymond was in charge of the egg hunt I thought he could stall long enough for us to get there. He couldn’t. We missed it. And I did not handle it well. Fletcher was upset, but ok. His friends were awesome and shared eggs with him. But I was ready to rip Raymond to shreds. Yes, I know how silly that sounds. Stupid and petty and ridiculous. It’s just an egg hunt. But Fletcher is nine, and I’m holding my breath. It’s only a matter of time before he no longer wants to hunt eggs . . .

But here’s the thing. I have to make a choice. I can focus on what didn’t happen, what should have happened, what I wanted to happen . . . or I can take a deep breath a move on. Because the sun is shining and the azalea’s are blooming and it’s a beautiful day. Because my husband may not have held the egg hunt for us, but he spent all day yesterday laying sod in the back yard and it looks amazing. Because there are still eggs to dye and baskets to fill. Because I want to be a happy person enjoying a happy weekend with my happy family, and if I have to make that happen by the sheer force of my will, then so be it. Because that is what happy people do.


2 responses to “What happy people do

  1. Very nice words about being positive and happy…….hope you had a great Easter with your family:)

  2. Your children are so beautiful. They also look very happy.

    Love, Anna

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