Find Your Smile
A telemarketer called me at 6 A.M. today, woke me up don’t ya know. Couldn’t go back to sleep, so I got up to find hubby left the back door open all night and it was freezing in the house. Oh, and Facebook was down so I couldn’t post a grumble about my misadventures.
Yep, this day is starting out on a cracking good note.
I’m taking my dad for an MRI today, to see if the cancer has spread to his brain. We’ve just finished a grueling round of radiation treatments and are on the brink of chemotherapy, the prognosis is still no better than it was before we started.
I could cry, I could be snarly and bitchy. Perhaps I even should be. However, it’s just not my nature. Mom always said that I was born on the sunny side of the street, always finding a reason to be happy. It could be a defense mechanism, but I would rather laugh than cry.
It’s pretty easy to find my smile, even when it’s hiding in a deep, dark place. My sense of humor resides in that well of blackness and my smile occasionally seeks solace there. But it doesn’t stay away for long, it’s irrepressible. It’s undeniable. My smile is a force of nature.
Being smiley isn’t for everybody. Being a non-smiley person doesn’t mean you’re less happy. But have you considered that you may have misplaced your smile recently? I’m just saying, if you have one handy, won’t you please share?
PEACE, LOVE, GOOD HEALTH AND BIG SMILES FOR ALL!
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