1) It's a choice, it really is. And because it wells up inside and you let it bubble out into so much spontaneous laughter, some people will often mistake you for being just shy of the bright side of intelligence. Mmmm... well, I'll reserve the dissertation or two (or three) necessary to negate any such supposition and provide additional paragraphs in support of said insinuating and entirely groundless conjecture. (Grins)
2) People think you just might have it easy - like really easy. No, and no, again. Oh, each one of us has something of difficulty that cannot be compared in any degree whatsoever. Our struggles are uniquely our own and just as impactful. That being said, being within struggle and choosing joy does not make a person fake either; rather, it is the insistence of light and the fire to seek the promise of hope in tomorrow's tomorrow. It is a sure knowledge and humbling process of testimony when each previous risk for more opened up life and joy, connection, and a wealth of opportunity. It is both history and knowledge in action and the faith to bring it to fruition.
3) You might be a show-off.
Again, no. And, no. And, no. The only way anyone could or would assume such is that they have overlooked their own blessings so much that they invite their own painful jealousy. And that is tragedy. In fact, that segues into my whole mission in this Joy Life venture I'm riding: When you find happiness, you want to share it! You can't even contain the invincible state of glorious being it is and you absolutely want others to feel it for themselves. To breathe it. Give it. Be it. Have it. Hold it. Express it and encourage others to do the same. One is helpless but to spill over in abundance and let the smiles and the delight flow exponentially from one person to another and then another. Why? Because not too many years ago, you experienced pain too excruciating to vocalize and decided that that kind of pain would not be permitted ever again. And that is when choice, responsibility, and the opportunity for true happiness offered an unequivocal shift into a life and vision of more...
4) You must have it all. So, I'm a girl that usually buys 39 cent MacnCheese from Grocery Outlet because that is my budget; and when we actually buy Kraft, we make it a party and laugh and laugh at how just simply awful and terribly funny it is. And that is a king of meals! On top of that, I love photography; I can make anything - including MacnCheese - look like a five-star feast. And I love it. Mini-celebrations every day. Why on earth would anyone want to cling to the ordinary or mundane - or even worse, mire in misery and complaining?
We have only one life and I can't imagine looking back on it thinking that the days were only jammed together in one blur of monotony and drudgery. And I can't imagine setting my happiness on a state of contingency - one that must yield to the ups and downs of the small things, the goals ahead, missed expectations, or waiting to decide to feel happy upon a distant desire set far into the future. Now is everything. And the only thing we have guaranteed.
I'm helplessly in love with my husband; I absolutely live and breathe my kids. I love nature. Music is my voice and writing is my song. I struggle with wanting to be better than I am sometimes. Our family struggles financially (and yet I hesitate to even say that because the tender mercies and blessings that come in, week after week, month after month, floor me and cement an undeniable testimony of miracles and the love of God). Yes, we experience the same ins and outs as anyone else and must grapple with sometimes devastating things that seem grossly unfair. But happiness of the kind I am speaking of does not rest on any single one of these points. None. Happiness is the innate space that comes from the recognition of the daily blessings bestowed by a loving Father in Heaven and the boundless joy it is to experience His Love, His bounty, and to staunchly and with complete conviction, absolutely deny negativity any rights to our being.
I love the little things. They make my life complete. Blessings. Take hold of life with a verve that doesn't go unnoticed and inspires. Make your mark. Build a legacy. Connect. Mentor. Be mentored. Oh, this beautiful, crazy, lovely, fantastic world.
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- Living Joy - This Carman Girl
2) People think you just might have it easy - like really easy. No, and no, again. Oh, each one of us has something of difficulty that cannot be compared in any degree whatsoever. Our struggles are uniquely our own and just as impactful. That being said, being within struggle and choosing joy does not make a person fake either; rather, it is the insistence of light and the fire to seek the promise of hope in tomorrow's tomorrow. It is a sure knowledge and humbling process of testimony when each previous risk for more opened up life and joy, connection, and a wealth of opportunity. It is both history and knowledge in action and the faith to bring it to fruition.
3) You might be a show-off.
Again, no. And, no. And, no. The only way anyone could or would assume such is that they have overlooked their own blessings so much that they invite their own painful jealousy. And that is tragedy. In fact, that segues into my whole mission in this Joy Life venture I'm riding: When you find happiness, you want to share it! You can't even contain the invincible state of glorious being it is and you absolutely want others to feel it for themselves. To breathe it. Give it. Be it. Have it. Hold it. Express it and encourage others to do the same. One is helpless but to spill over in abundance and let the smiles and the delight flow exponentially from one person to another and then another. Why? Because not too many years ago, you experienced pain too excruciating to vocalize and decided that that kind of pain would not be permitted ever again. And that is when choice, responsibility, and the opportunity for true happiness offered an unequivocal shift into a life and vision of more...
4) You must have it all. So, I'm a girl that usually buys 39 cent MacnCheese from Grocery Outlet because that is my budget; and when we actually buy Kraft, we make it a party and laugh and laugh at how just simply awful and terribly funny it is. And that is a king of meals! On top of that, I love photography; I can make anything - including MacnCheese - look like a five-star feast. And I love it. Mini-celebrations every day. Why on earth would anyone want to cling to the ordinary or mundane - or even worse, mire in misery and complaining?
We have only one life and I can't imagine looking back on it thinking that the days were only jammed together in one blur of monotony and drudgery. And I can't imagine setting my happiness on a state of contingency - one that must yield to the ups and downs of the small things, the goals ahead, missed expectations, or waiting to decide to feel happy upon a distant desire set far into the future. Now is everything. And the only thing we have guaranteed.
I'm helplessly in love with my husband; I absolutely live and breathe my kids. I love nature. Music is my voice and writing is my song. I struggle with wanting to be better than I am sometimes. Our family struggles financially (and yet I hesitate to even say that because the tender mercies and blessings that come in, week after week, month after month, floor me and cement an undeniable testimony of miracles and the love of God). Yes, we experience the same ins and outs as anyone else and must grapple with sometimes devastating things that seem grossly unfair. But happiness of the kind I am speaking of does not rest on any single one of these points. None. Happiness is the innate space that comes from the recognition of the daily blessings bestowed by a loving Father in Heaven and the boundless joy it is to experience His Love, His bounty, and to staunchly and with complete conviction, absolutely deny negativity any rights to our being.
I love the little things. They make my life complete. Blessings. Take hold of life with a verve that doesn't go unnoticed and inspires. Make your mark. Build a legacy. Connect. Mentor. Be mentored. Oh, this beautiful, crazy, lovely, fantastic world.
<3- Living Joy - This Carman Girl
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