On Happiness

My boss said to me yesterday, “Kim, you are always so cheerful. You must be one of the happiest people I know.”

“I guess I just figure it’s easier to be happy than to be miserable,” I replied. “And,” I added, “I’m pretty lazy so, you know, always looking for the easy way out . . .”

“Well whatever it is, it’s sure nice,” she told me.

This got me thinking. What are some people so unhappy? I don’t get it. Doesn’t everyone realize how much energy is drained by a melancholy attitude? It’s so much more effortless to be happy.

Aren’t we Americans always looking for shortcuts and time-saving options? Well here’s one, folks: Just be happy. It’s not that complicated.

Back when I was full of teenage angst, my mom would tell me, “Choose to be happy today.” And I’d always say, “Okay, Mom! Sounds good!” Just kidding. I was a total brat from age 13 until 18 or so. So I probably stomped my foot at her and said something sarcastic. Because that’s how I rolled. Man, it’s a good thing I grew out of that whole “snarky” thing.

Luckily, I eventually realized my mom was right. She’s always right! You just have to make a decision to be happy. You get up in the morning and tell yourself, “This is going to be a great day.”

And then you make it happen, Captain.

P.S. Thanks for the advice, Mom. Love you.

P.P.S. Do you ever look back and want to apologize to everyone you knew during junior high? Something like, “Sorry you had to experience that whole period of my life. I’m pretty cool now. So, good news, looks like the angst wasn’t permanent.”