|Enough already! Bad news is everywhere. You can't turn on the radio or TV without hearing about some disaster, act of terrorism or idiotic government solution proposed by the very people who created the problem. Sales are down, food prices are up, and your bank is running out of money. Global warming is going to fry the planet before next Thursday. Oh, and potatoes cause cancer. I say, ENOUGH!
If all they're going to do is tell me why I shouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning, I will silence the doomsayers shouting over the airwaves and turn on country music. I will visit the blogs that show me pictures of cute cats. I will skip the front section of the newspaper and go directly to the puzzles. I have a lot of reasons to feel happy, and I'm not going to let them be drowned out.
I still love my husband after 40 years, and that includes the new mustache that makes him look like a movie star. I'm happy about that.
And I have clients who aren't afraid (or too broke) to invest money in fresh copy for their marketing and advertising campaigns. Some of them are cutting back, but they're not giving up, and they're still sending work my way. I'm happy about that.
I met a fantastic group of women this year when I joined NAWBO. I'm happy about that.
I filled up my gas tank for $17.40 last week, and I'm happy about that.
A dear friend sent me some scrumptious chocolates for Christmas, and I'm happy about that.
Big things, little things, and each a reason to feel happy. And I have blessings, not the least of which is having been born in the USA. I try always to appreciate that fortunate accident. Had my grandparents never come here, I could have been born in Hungary or Russia. I'll take Orange County any day of the week. It's something worth remembering from time to time – something that makes me happy.
You may say that I'm just burying my head in the sand and that intelligent, serious-minded people must hunker down and deal with the harsh realities. Yes, times are tougher than they were, and the world is facing some scary challenges – that's just fact. But when I focus on the things that make me happy, it helps me deal with whatever comes my way. Not all of it is good, but so far, it's manageable. And I'm happy about that.
It's a matter of choice. Worrisome things do have to be addressed, but rather than dwell on them endlessly, I search my brain's hard drive for something good to think about. I choose to be happy and that rubs off on everybody with whom I come in contact. And guess what – I'm the greatest beneficiary.
So let me just wish all of you a very peaceful, joyful holiday season – and recommend that you listen to some music, pet a pooch, eat something delicious, kiss somebody you love. And, remember, everyone has things to be happy about.