Happy Things

I’m sitting at Starbucks, which is something that I never do. The girls are at their sewing class. I usually drop them off and run to the grocery store, but I did my shopping this morning. At the grocery store, I learned that plastic bags have been banned in my county, and paper bags cost 10 cents each. I didn’t even know we were voting on this topic. I also just learned that there is not a cents symbol on my iPad keyboard. Or at least I don’t know how to find it.

It’s interesting to me how many people are sitting here at Starbucks on a Thursday at 4:19 in the afternoon. Anybody who thinks Americans work too hard needs to come here, because there are a whole-lotta folks relaxing here right now. I’m kind of shocked actually. The conversations around me are fascinating! Yes, I’m eavesdropping. A whole new world!

Back to what I set out to say…

I’ve been rethinking so many things lately. I think my girls growing up is the catalyst for this, and also the fact that from where I stand, we are still neck deep in a serious economic depression. I thought the worst was over? Although my business has taken a big hit, my family has gotten through this relatively unscathed thanks to the fact that my husband is gainfully employed. I think it’s important to remember that we work very hard, with long hours being part of the farming lifestyle. Luck doesn’t have anything to do with it, but I do feel lucky to be where we are today.

Looking around at the situations and people that surround me encourages me to take inventory of all the positives in my life, and there are lots of them. A conversation with a friend yesterday reminded me again of the importance of having a positive attitude. Happiness is a choice!



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