Its easier to smile than it is to frown.... you use less facial muscles
Easier said than done
Even though i find something or someone who inspires me each day, be it a new idea or beautiful words, i still find it hard to find satisfaction in life. I have jumped, boots and all (actually thongs in my case), into an attempted new positive and routine based existence but i find it hard, really hard to stay motivated about anything for longer than it takes me to come up with the idea in the first place. I have a problem with my mind running a mile a minute and the minutes in the day just seem to slip through my grasp. I sometimes think about what i could have possibly done with any spare time that i may have had before i had my children.... not that i would ever wish for a life without them..... not even for a second..... i guess the selfish in me would just like to complete a lot of the things i start that i don't have the capacity to get done. My life is a mish-mash of half finished projects and maybe that weighs on me a little more than i should let it? So i find myself losing my motivational mojo just as regularly as it comes to me.
So back to the smiling thing, i guess what i'm getting at is that even though some may say it's physically easier to smile, in many moments of my day i find it easier to react in the way that i have allowed myself to become accustomed to reacting, and that is to frown, i'm doing it right now as i write this post... and i'm squinting a little as i can't see properly..... so right at this second its a bit of a squint frown thing going on.... but back to the point, and that is that i'm realising that smiling is actually something that i am going to have to work on. I wonder if my 5 year old self had ever thought that in the future this would become an issue? Now I've acknowledged it i think i can change it.
physically smiling is easier but I think mentally it is harder as we become adults. All the things we have on our shoulders now we did not have as children. I have my down days and up days and every single day I have to wake up and choose to be happy it is bloody hard but so frickin worth it. Keep at it my lovely friend. Some days I still don't choose happiness in the mornings but the beauty in life is that tomorrow is a new morning.
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