Don't Worry, Be HappyBack in the sixties, when I was an angsty teenager, my mother used to tell me, "You're not happy unless you're worrying about something."
In my opinion there was plenty to worry about...war and political unrest, getting into college, finding my soulmate. I was worried, yes, but happy? No.
Once I figured out that worrying about the big problems in life wouldn't change things I began to alter my thinking. What if, I wondered, if allowed myself to take pleasure in the small things?
When was the last time you were awake to see the sun come up? Or took a minute to appreciate the colors of the sky at dusk?
Think of them as life savors.
Little girls giggling. Having your first real conversation with a three year-old. Watching the squirrel who raids the seeds in the bird feeder by hanging (and eating) upside down. An icy cold soft drink (make mine a Diet Coke) after working in the yard.
The heart-shaped pink marble paper weight I won at my RWA chapter meeting. The velvety black nose of the gigantic Percheron I petted at the Dixie Stampede on Friday evening. Typing 'the end' on that long manuscript (that one was for my writing friends).
I could go on and on (it's been a really good week), but I'll bet you've already thought of a few simple pleasures of your own.
When was the last time your significant other took out the trash without being asked? And where did that pencil with the perfect point and the soft, efficient eraser come from?
Go ahead, you can do it. Relax and take a deep breath. Enjoy.
Now, don't you feel better?