For some reason this year’s Happiness project has been tough for a lot of us.  In fact, I had one friend that usually participates who at the beginning said, “I just can’t do it this year.  I love it.  I want to do it, but I don’t have it in me.” 

My first thought was, “that is why you should do it.”  I understood though.  A lot of days I don’t have it in me either.  Some days I look around and the only thing that I can think to post about is the lame pile of clean clothes.  Sure, I am happy they are clean, but seriously? It feels too ridiculous in light of what is going on in the world.  I want to ignore the news, walk away, turn the volume down on all the hate and difficult times.  How can I claim any kind of happiness when the world and so many close to me are struggling?  It feels like I am turning a blind eye to what is going on around me if I am posting about happiness.

Then I went back to our original intentions:

We all struggle. We all battle. We all have been wounded and there is nothing average or everyday about that. This happiness practice is about showing up each day, being hopeful and turning our faces toward the warm rays of goodness.

Isn’t that what we all want?  To turn our faces toward the warm sunshine; to curl up in that little patch of sun shining in through the window?

We have 23 days of left of this happiness project and I am going to keep looking for the sunshine, the joy,  and the gratitude in spite of the darkness.
Sunshine & Sarcasm,
Lowi & G