Today I want to write about the art of feeling joy because I had a pity party for myself the other day where I got all my tears and sadness out and I woke up today and decided that it is time for me to follow the advice my amazing daughter Bianca gives me anytime I feel down, which is, “live in the moment, don't wish for the past or future and decide to be happy now, because happiness is a choice!”
She’s right on. Happiness is definitely a choice! Maybe our circumstances don’t always come by choice (although many of those do too), but our decision on how we will cope with them and deal with them is. We can always choose to change our thinking and changing our thinking 100% controls our feelings. If we choose to focus on the positive we will be happy. If we choose to focus on the negative we won’t be. It really comes down to that. Which means we really do have a choice. I want everyone else to be happy because there is nothing nicer than seeing everyone with a smile on their face.
“The sexiest curve on your body is your smile, so flaunt it!”
Now don’t get me wrong. I am not saying its not okay to occasionally throw a pity party for yourself and break down and cry. But I do think it needs to be just that, occasional…and definitely not a lot. So you give yourself a night to grieve or cry or curl up in bed but then you wake up the next day and smile and move on. Because life truly is amazing and beautiful and wonderful. It really is. And there is always something to be grateful for and happy about.
“Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.” – Marianne Williamson
Life is good and I am so happy I got a chance to celebrate with my sisters and extended family my mom's 80th birthday in Orlando and got to see Bianca and family.
My trip started on February 12 and ended this morning arriving in Buenos Aires from New York. I am grateful for the upgrades to First class during this whole trip and for all the wonderful memories we made except for one that I will put it behind me. Sometimes I wish we could do some days over again and the morning of February 17th 2020 is one of them. I even forgot to call Nixon on his birthday.
I sometimes regret living so far away but what consoles me is that they are always in my thoughts and prayers. Life is supposed to be fun!
Con amor,
Vero
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