Monday, December 3, 2012

Don't Worry, Be Happy

My husband (whoa...husband...haha) is always telling me that happiness is a choice.
Not because I'm an unhappy person, mind you, but because I've been stuck in this rut ever since the so called "wedding bliss" packed up and moved away.
Think about it.
I have no job.
No friends.
No church calling.
No family up here.
No hobby.
No school.
I have SQUAT.
I mean, I love being a "house-wife." I've always liked cooking and cleaning. It's just that my life has no purpose without anything else.
I have George and God and a phone so I can talk to people. But it's just not the same.
But I was sitting in Relief Society today, just listening to the lesson (which happened to be on President Uchdorff's (spelling?) talk from last conference.) and we split the talk up into three parts so we could get through it all.
His talk was on the 3 main regrets people have on their death bed.
Well, my group had the regret: I wish i had let myself be happy.
I was in utter shock.
I mean, I have been going through a lot lately and but that's no excuse to be ornery or sad all the time.
As of two weeks ago I started to work on this and I've had little tests of faith and little tender mercies all the way.
I never thought of how we have to ALLOW ourselves to be happy.
I mean, there are a MILLION things I want to do in this life, people.
A MILLION!
But that doesn't mean that I should mope about how I'm not doing them right now or about how it will never happen. Because it will if I allow myself to take the time and spend the money and have the confidence, or whatever it may take for me to go places and see things and become someone.
The main point here, people, is that my husband is right, and that there is a conference talk to prove it.
Happiness IS a choice. IT IS!
So, although I've had a hard time choosing to be happy in the last two hours, I'm ready to chose to be happy now.
After all . . . isn't life all about dancing in the rain, anyway?

Song of the day: I'm Walking On Sunshine by (I don't know...)

Happy December, Peeps!

Love Always,
Mrs. Stewart