Musings.

[velvetpage]

Three different posts this morning have reminded me of how incredibly lucky I am. I have two healthy, happy children, with a husband who loves all of us. I have the luxury of being able to take care of them myself, at least for a while. I have a family member who will look after them with love, when I go back to work. I am able to breastfeed my baby. I have my health, and the resources to look after it. All frustrations aside, I have a life most women in the world, and a fair percentage of men, would give their right arms to have.

I came across a quote in urban_homestead's journal, that I think I will add to my userinfo: "It is better to suffer wrong than to do it, and happier to be sometimes cheated than not to trust." - Samuel Johnson

I've been thinking all morning about happiness, and I've come to a conclusion. The happiest people I know are those who take time on a regular basis to count their blessings and acknowledge the source(s) of them. These people do have down moments, times when they whine and complain, but they generally acknowledge that this is a passing state of mind due to circumstances that will change. I've known happy people who had practically nothing in the material sense, who did this, and unhappy people who had everything, who didn't. I want to be someone who looks through the problems of the moment, acknowledging them and giving them their place, and sees the beauty and blessings of the big picture.

Comments

[pyat.livejournal.com]

I do love you, dear. Very much and always! :)

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

I know. I love you, too.

[athelind.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much for that quote and the thoughts around it. Your own words have at least as much insight and utility as the Esteemed Mr. Johnson's.

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

You have to know that compliment gave me the warm fuzzies. :) Thank you.

[mizheekay.livejournal.com]

I read your post and thought 'Amen!'

There is joy coming... I feel it. It may be a ways off yet, but people like you remind me that good exists in the world.

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

You know what? You're one of the people I was thinking of when I wrote that last paragraph.

"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." Maybe your night is just a little longer than most.