Helllooouuuuu fellow Happyners!
Today I want to share what I feel is the first source of happiness in this life . I will call it my reason numba one out of …I still don’t know how many… BUT that’s what we’re here for :p. We’re all born into this world with someones. Someones that take care of us, that protect us, that make us laugh, that change our diapers, and wipe our butts (imagine the amount of love in these people). As such, these protectors stand as a shield against any adversity, disease, enemies (fellow siblings) that might threaten our existence. For instance, I once unscrewed my sister’s crib while she slept in it, but my mom found out and saved the day (it’s strange how these mothers have a sixth sense that something is amiss).
In retrospect and in my defense, I was being neglected as I was no longer the baby of the family. And it was that need of attention that drove me to starting my criminal career (take note – this need can lead to disaster). Just like my sister, we are all born into this world as fragile creatures in need of constant nourishment. Parents provide this – they feed us, clothe us, take us to school and teach us proper values. They love us despite all our criminal tendencies or/and unruly behavior in our early years as well as in our late years.
Sometimes, while I think about the love my parents have for me I like to think . . . This is probably what the Christians talk about when they say God loves us unconditionally and despite our faults and weaknesses. And even thou we grow up and develop a false sense of independence, I truly believe that inside we are all children in want and need of protecting love. So, God/The Universe/Allah bless all the mothers and fathers out there that stand as heroes in our lives. To those (mothers, fathers, parent figures) that don’t have the ability to fly, because they have given us their wings. That don’t have capes, because we would pull them constantly as children. To them that lack super speed because we clung to their arms and legs.
So, I believe first source of happiness in our list – being the first thing in our lives . . . FAMILY.
INVITATION/GOAL/ADMONITION/ BLA BLA (Here’s the shot)
1. Tell your family or friends how much they mean to you
We tend to think – “ahh pshh they should know since I do all this for them”. And yes, do do do, but say! It is a skill to make the mouth speak from the heart. Let’s practice this skill and master it. I fear that one day life would fly by and my parents or grandparents would pass away and I would be burdened with the pain of regret from not having called them or listened to their hilarious stories. I believe none of us want this lingering pain in our hearts. So, let’s be happy together and pick up that cellphone and call your grandma, grandpa, father, mother, sibling, and just tell them: “Hey fellow rascal (brother/sister)/papa/mama/nanny/old pal, I miss you and I love you” and hang up the phone and throw it far away from you. Well this will be my process until I get a good hang of it. Usually in our family we counter attack I love you with: “I love you idiot”, or “I love you stupid”. So, getting to the habit of just saying “I love you” with no balance in the equation, will be a challenge.
2. When to do it: ASAP. As to whether it should be in the morning, at night, or in the evening. Who cares? Shoot it out at 2 AM if you’re feeling it. If it was me I would do it at the least expected time, just because they will pick up considering it is something important . . . AND IT FREAKING IS!!! Who knows what could happen in the next hour or the next minute? Once my dad told me: “Hey son, I want to tell you something” and I was like sure dad. And then he said, “I love you” and I said” Dad, I thought it was something important”. And my grandmother instantly jumped into our conversation and said: “Hey, that is the most important thing he could say to you”. So say it whenever.
3. Where: Irrelevant.
Say Say Say and Dodo (as in do and do again). You will find that in life, there are many important things, and we can feel overwhelmed by the need to pay for a mortgage, car, insurance, cell phone, or whatevs. But if we just take a moment to remember that throughout our lives we were never alone, we will find a family member or a friend that we can call. God blesses us with all these people that make us who we are, everyone we have ever met lives a little in us and taught something in their own special way. Thank you to all of you that have become part of my book of life. Your memories always live in my mind and in my heart.
If your shot of joy was worth it and effective be sure to post a little something about how you felt: Tipsy? Ecstatic? It’s all good.
JOY OUT (kinda like peace out… ya know…) fellow happyners!
P.S. WE GOT A WEEK TO DO THIS! have to give ourselves some deadlines… you know how that goes.