Are you happy? Like really happy?
Lately, I’ve been asking myself what makes me happy. Is it my job? My health (when my RA and migraines aren’t being a nightmare!)? My husband? My earthly belongings?
I suppose these feelings have started in the past year as I’ve been enjoying my last year of my 20s. The age of 30 sounds so adult. With that came what I have been referring to as my one-third life crisis and questioning if I’m on the right path in life. Aren’t you supposed to have it together at 30?
And through the glossy, filtered, hash tagged world of Instagram and Twitter that we live in, we begin to view others’ lives and, whether we want to or not, compare our lives to theirs.
Guilty as charged.
Because of this I’ve made myself step back and ask the tough question of whether or not I’m happy. Sure there are things I’d like to change or improve upon in my life, but overall I’ve got it pretty good.
But…happy? Hmm. That’s a pretty simple word for a big concept. What is happiness? And, is it the same for everyone?
I’ve decided it is time to find out. I kept stumbling across this #100happydays challenge. I initially thought it was lame. And cheesy. And showy. I have some friends that have started the challenge and post some pretty great things that make me happy. I guess it was time for me to quit being a jerk and try it out.
Too often we are distracted by the bad things and obnoxious moments in life that we forget to celebrate the simple joys. Yes, it is cliche. Turning 30 reminds me how quickly life passes by. What seems like a moment ago in college is now 10 years ago. And it will only go by more quickly as I age.
With that said, it’s time for me to get happy, slow down, and soak up the joy in my life.
Right now, I’m sitting on my patio listening to birds ramble on about bird things. I am watching the sky get darker as a storm is getting closer. And I’m loving the plants and trees that I’ve worked so hard to grow. My favorites are my foxglove:
Are you doing this #100happydays challenge? What makes you happy? Any advice for the young woman turning 30 and slightly panicking? Ha!