I asked this question to a friend of mine yesterday. Well, actually, the question was, “When was the last time you were happy?”
She said the question made her sad.
When you’re not happy, what action do you take? Any? When does your own happiness fall from priority?
How often do you really hear what someone says when you ask, “how are you?”
Like everything else, happiness is a choice. Choose happy, right? Seems easy enough. Yet, if you ask around, it seems happiness is escaping so many of us.
In another conversation yesterday, I’d simply stated, “Today is a good day.” My friend responded, “ooh, I like that.” I’d told her that each morning I’d been waking up and proclaiming this to myself; it seemed like a solid way to meet the sunrise. An easy mantra to set the tone.
At some point I’d stopped that easy mantra. At some point I’d been questioning my own happiness.
Is it really that easy?
Gym Girl Dana 