This #happychallenge has been interesting for me.
I’ve been home for the past few days, which means I didn’t get out and around as much as I do when I am in NYC. The past few days were great, but great because I was home. Normal days. Sleeping late, eating good food, spending time with family.
It’s hard to pin-point at the end of the day what in particular made me happy without being too cliche.
I could have said “Family” every single day this week, and it would have been completely true. But I didn’t want to be cliche.
What I did notice over the past few days is how very much I have and how easy it is for me to forget.
When something goes wrong, it’s so easy to be angry. To feel as if nothing ever goes your way. As if everything is slipping away, and it will never come together.
Over the past few days, my eyes have been peeled for something happy. And I discovered a lot. Mostly tiny things.
Waking up in the morning, healthy.
Warm water to wash my face and plumbing so that I can use the bathroom in the comfort of my home, down the hall from my bedroom.
Enough clothing for me to have to decide what to wear.
Having enough food in the house that it’s a challenge for me to choose what I’d like to eat for breakfast.
Car’s at our disposal, so that I can go somewhere with my sisters.
I have not been forced to flee my home. When I leave tomorrow, it will not be against my will (although I’d love to stay home a little longer!), and I will not be heading to a shelter with thousands of other people, where there are crying children and adults having nightmares.
I do not wake up in the morning, wondering where my next meal will come from.
I have sweaters and scarves to keep me warm when the weather outside dips below 50 degrees.
I have parents who try their best to support my dreams.
I am not afraid to express myself. I am free to practice my religion. I have friends that I am so grateful for. I am going on a trip across the country next week. I have a good job. I have hobbies and so many interests.
I have so, so much.
And it’s so easy to take all these things for granted.
The moment dinner doesn’t work out, or it rains when I had a big day planned, it all seems to crumble, and all these things become barely a priority.
This #happychallenge opened up my eyes to all of these things. Bubby opened up my eyes to all these things.
It is so much easier to focus on the bad. And I will be the last one to say that the bad should be ignored. No. The bad in the world must be transformed into good. But instead of focusing on the bad, why don’t we just push it away by bringing more good?
A teacher once taught me that the way to get rid of a bad habit is not to abstain from the habit, but to start a good habit and eventually it will push the bad habit away.
If I have a problem with the education system, it will do no one good to listen to me putting down the administrations and curriculum’s. It will do good if I network with those who can make a difference, and we just make change.
I don’t want this #happychallenge to end. But it’s not that helpful for me to just keep posting about the happy in my life. I do need to keep seeing it though. But I need to do more. More for my Bubby, and more for me.
I don’t have any great plans just yet.
But thank G-d, I was given a brain and a heart, and by putting the two together, and combining them with the rest of all of yours..I’m pretty sure we’ll be able to do something pretty awesome.