Happy Little Nothings

I’m feeling very happy right now. Happy in a contented peaceful sort of way. This does not mean that I have anything to say that will constitute a very interesting blog post, yet when I’m feeling like I do now I nearly always feel the need to write. I always feel like writing when I’m happy- but when I’m sad too, it doesn’t matter if I don’t have anything of real consequence to say to begin with- it is simply to be writing that I wish for, and when have I really been at a loss for words for very long? There is always something to be writing about even though it was only a blank page with no beginning when you started.

The difference between when I write when I am happy and when I am sad is that when I am in a mood like this, so happy and contented and peaceful, I nearly always want to share, and when I’m sad I almost never do. There are a few select people that I can share the consequences of my sadness with but not many. The thing is, I don’t want to share something I wrote when I was “in the depths of despair” (to quote Anne Shirley of course), I want to share something that will bring joy and make people smile to read. It is my hope that they will come away feeling just a little bit happier after reading something I write. That they will find joy and happiness from what I write and take a little bit of that back into their lives.

High aspirations I know, but isn’t that what we should be trying to do in our lives and also in what we write? See, that’s the beautiful thing, when we look upon life with joy and excitement we nearly always share that bubble of joy and happiness with others. You know how when there is that one happy person in the room, beaming and talking excitedly about something, you can’t help but starting to feel a little bit of their joy and excitement?

I want to be like that. I want my writing to be like that.

What I hope is that something that I write will make someone somewhere smile, and when they go back to what they were doing they feel just a bit happier for reading what I wrote.

Sometimes we should stop writing all our worries and troubles and cares. Or rather stop writing it to share, because everyone everywhere is writing those things. We should look for the joy in things and share those moments of our lives. Even when we don’t really have much to write about, except the way your baby sister looked when she gave you that adorable smile today and when you found that perfect flower blooming up out of the weeds by your window. It’s like praying; sometimes people only turn to prayer when they need something. They turn to God when they are despairing and they are begging for something. We should not pray because we are always asking, wanting something, but pray because we want to grow closer to God and because we are thankful for the many blessing He has given us. We should pray out of gratitude more, and we should write more about the simple pleasures that nobody considers of enough weight to write about.

Happy little nothings that bring a smile to your face and perhaps would bring a smile to the face of someone who reads it.

Do you know what is making me so happy tonight?

The shining strand of Christmas lights that I have hung up above my window.

That sweaty baby head that was nestled into me this evening as I rocked my baby sister to sleep.

Talking to a dear friend while I was making cookies.

Those angelic little boy faces as my twin brothers lay curled up on their pillows. Strange how angelic they look when they sleep is it not?

That it is almost Christmas, and soon we will be able to lay our little baby Jesus in his manger beneath our tree.

And these are the things that are making me happy tonight. Happy little things that make me warm and fuzzy thinking about them.

I have, I know, rambled and rattled on dreadfully in this post, that is what happens to me as the night goes on and it gets later. I start to get less and less to the point and like to go scrambling of on some sub-sub-point, till even I can’t decipher the web I have weaved! The point really was to ramble on about why I’m feeling so happy right now, but also trying to be happy like that always. To look for the joy and beauty in things, and perhaps bring that joy and beauty into some chance reader's day and leave a smile on their face.

Write to bring joy!