We had one of those rough mornings that happen occasionally.
A certain child, who shall remain unnamed, was bound and determined to crack me.
But I prevailed. And he had a nap. ;)
I've realized it's often the little things that I let affect me the most. When my husband was without a job, I was hopeful. When the kids were littler, and one went through ear infection after ear infection, surgery, speech therapy....I was hopeful. I believed he would get better. And he did.
But when a child is having a meltdown day...or when I'm stuck in traffic and running late to an important appointment... those are the times when I am more likely to forget my joy.
As a reminder ( at least until it rains) I wrote out a little note for my driveway:
May we all remember that Joy is portable! Happiness is a choice. Circumstances (big OR small) don't need to set the mood.
Maybe Abraham Lincoln said it best,
"Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be." Amen, dude. Amen.