Joy is SO under-rated.
This morning I had a bowl of yoghurt, made my husband breakfast, gave my son a bath and put him down for his nap. And now I’m blogging – for the first time in months!
It may seem like I’ve had a mundane morning- but I’m learning to find joy in the mundane. You tend to appreciate a good bowl of cold yogurt when for the longest time you didn’t even have the energy to open the refrigerator.
I feel again. And taste. And breathe. For so long I was just going through the motions.
I’m happy again – what a process it’s been to get back here!
I sought help – after tons of prayer and therapy and making some tough life changes I can say it feels amazing to not wake up with sheer dread for the day ahead.
We all want to be happy. Every single one of us. It’s one of those things I can confidently say about everyone without feeling I may be speaking nonsense.
We ALL want to be happy. We ALL know that and yet how come we under-rate happiness so much?
How come we spend so much of ourselves pursuing things we know won’t bring joy while giving up what we know will make our hearts sing?
I used to think “being happy” was a pie in the sky story for children – I thought: once grown up life is serious and for the most part miserable. “We do what we have to” was a line that I learned to accept.
I used to think it was immature and childish to pursue happiness with utter resolution – but now – I’ve been on the other side of happy – and I’m glad I grew up enough to realise that joy IS the goal.