What wakes me up in the morning

Yesterday is in my past already and I have a fresh day, a new start.

We choose what we do with our day, how we react, what would we say, how we treat other people, the affect we have on them. We’re going to have bad days and sometimes terrible days… or even a string of days where it just feels like someone pushed you into a hole that’s full of mud and you cannot climb out.

somewhere in France

I’ve felt like that lately. If we think that happiness is the end destination… we’ll be wandering for a long time, lost, always looking for something ‘better’ or think we’re searching for something we possibly may never find. Happiness is a choice, it’s the journey, it’s a conscious decision to take the lemons (to be clichéd for a moment) that life handed us and buy sugar and fill a pitcher of water and make lemonade.

You’re going to get out of life what you put into it… life isn’t always going to be on your side and it’s hard to remember that there are 7 billion people out there who experience their own mountains and valleys in a personal way. We’re all fighting through the weeds looking for the flowers, we all want a good life and sometimes we’re going to work our asses off to achieve that and we’re going to feel like we’re going nowhere fast,  but look around, do you see the beauty that hangs in the atmosphere around you? I think the most generous thing about life is that we’re not expected to be perfect.