I’m Happy, Got a good life, No complaints, Get out of my face. – Thorazine 1998
Last night at work one of the young dudes who comes in every Thursday asked me, How are you always so happy? I thought I don’t know. Hmmm could it be I am with people for the first time this week? Could it be the massive amounts of caffeine? Could it be the awesome coworkers on Thursday night and my Thursday Night regulars? Could it be that my husband was reporting that the kids were having a great swim practice? Ryan working hard at his homework? Or is it just how life has wound up?
Yesterday someone who I know from the pits of the punk rock shows, who happens to be a parent with a daughter similar in age to my kids, asked me to take a hike. It was her 46th Birthday and she wanted to go on a hike which is something we do often together. We walked and talked. We talk about the amazing glass art business she and her husband run together. We talk about being older parents to little ones, music, our shared memories of growing up at the same time, art, social media, and life. Yesterday as we walked on her birthday we discussed how for us, being in our mid 40’s, it took up was too much energy to be miserable. We all have worries but basically we were both happy people. Dare I say, content.
Really, I have no clue why I am happy. Could it be my choices or any of the above? Could it be pure stupidity? Sure. I do know, it is good to feel great, even during hardship.