Happy feet skip.
Happy feet play.
Happy hearts love.
Happy hearts sing.
Happy. Happy. Happy.
Why does this happy elude so many? Why is this happy not embraced?
You knew happy once, I know you did.
Did you forget? Miss a step? Did that heavy transgression get sewn into your back? It happens. The world gets heavy, we carry more than we should.
Life is always being altered, always. Sometimes a stitch gets missed. Sometimes the hem is crooked. If that’s all you have to wear, wear it. Fix it when you’re ready. Don’t rush through it or you might end up with the same results.
Stuck in a rut? Been there so long that you don’t remember how to be happy? It happens. Life gets hard. It isn’t always easy, yes, that’s a hard truth.
Sunny side up or scrambled? Your eggs, your choice.
Ask yourself this; When I was happy, what was it that allowed me to feel that way?
This is your dollar, don’t shortchange yourself. Invest. Dig deep into your vault. You are worth the investment.
Channeled message from Erma Louise Bombeck, 1927-1996. A humorist writer, Erma had a column with over four thousand articles called “At Wit’s End” that appeared in newspapers for over thirty years and wrote fifteen books of her humor. All were about the ordinary life of a suburban housewife after World War ll that reached an impressive 30 million readers. Two titles of her books hint at her humor, “The Grass is Always Greener Over the Septic Tank” and “If Life Is a Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pits?” Erma’s best advice is to let go of trivial perfectionism, prioritize meaningful connections over chores, and live every moment to its absolute fullest.
